“I stole her perfume out of her car, and in its place I left a loud fart.”
“The only thing I have left to remember her by is the scent of her perfume. I just broke into her car and stole the bottle.”
“I stole her heart away and put ice in its place.”
“I think I would know Nora's fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women.”
“She just shook her head and pulled out a small bottle of some random pop star's signature perfume, spritzing me with the sickly-sweet smell. "Oh, come on Ash, that smells like a unicorn fart," I cried, recoiling at the overpowering, candylike smell.”
“Every day stole away more of her presence, leaving in its place faint wisps of memories devoid of color, scent, and sound.”