Chronique:Halo Bulletin 13/07/2011
13 juillet
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I was talking to a friend of mine the other day—enjoying the customary exchange of lighthearted pleasantries—when he carefully broached the subject of a certain smell I emitted upon our last meeting. Apparently, when I saw him at PAX East and he leaned in for an embrace, his towering height caught wind of sweat and deodorant-type odors originating from my not-so-sweetly-scented hair. He hypothesized that—due to my small stature and fondness for hugs—many an armpit had rested upon my head throughout the duration of the day, transferring the underarm-like stench to the topmost part of my body. After debating how concerned I should be about the implications of not smelling like flowers, I finally decided I should be grateful that I have an excuse for my body odor. I’ll blame that on others. Gladly!
You may be asking yourself why I’m talking about my PAX-related musky male essence. Frankly, I’m wondering that myself. It just seems appropriate though, considering the bulk of this bulletin is about events. There’s nothing quite like putting a face to a name, especially when it’s your favorite Mister Chief-drawing Scotsman, so let’s talk about some of the opportunities you’ll have to wipe your putrid pits upon others while simultaneously filling your brain with all of the Halo-related goodness it can handle.
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