Garlic Breath

So, I was studying Chinese in the living room while Tiger was cleaning up the dinner dishes when I commented that “My breath stinks.”

Tiger laughed and asked, “Really? Is that normal?”

I was only half focused on the conversation because I was concentrating on tone marks, so I didn’t pick up how shocked he was at my comment. I replied simply, “Yeah, it’s normal. There was a lot of raw garlic in the 'Little Green Dragon Died in Pieces.'” (diced cucumber salad).

“Huh, mine doesn’t stink.”

That got my attention because I was spewing garlic gas with each breath. I looked over at Tiger to see him fanning his chest, cupping the air up to his nose. “Maybe only women’s breasts stink from eating garlic.”