Dear lup,
I have this friend, let's call her G., and she has this odor that might be coming from her special place and I don't know how to tell her.
Help lupey! How do I talk to my friend about it!?
Yours,
sick in NYC
Dear sick in NYC,
I assume by special place, you mean the sandy beach with softly-breaking waves and low-growing palm trees that we all go to pre-hypnosis or upon being tickle-tortured. I understand how hard it is not to judge other people’s happy places, since most of them are stupid. Your friend’s, in particular, seems to be extra crappy, with bad smells and probably dirty things like pigeon poop all over or something.
What can you do? Hm… Not much, I’m afraid. If it makes her happy, she’ll probably hang on to it like a kitten to a teat. She won’t give up her shitty smells that easily. Your friend is a pervert, most likely, one of those sniffing freaks, and while I personally don’t have a problem with that, you do evidently.
Have you tried ruining it for her? If not, do. When it comes to happiness, I say it's all of us or none of us, and I have a feeling you will agree.