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We need to talk. As you know, I'm quite a pungent fellow, as is the nature of your average Quebecois. Nonetheless I understand, cleanliness is next to Godliness, and I have been approached by a faith based committee, Safety, Morality and Ethical Godliness for Men and Animals, ascribed by a dear doctor on these web parts. It's no secret, I emit le essence de fromage, most becoming for most members of the Frottage clan, as we indulging in food stuff fermentation within the God given folds of our bodies. Of course, this is quite off putting for many, and even on my Amazon delivery routes, I leave a lingering vapor one cannot ignore. I've looked to the Bible to contemplate this. I found this one interesting Jeremiah 13 and the tale of the stinky girdle. I was inspired in a mad fit on my morning route to take my cheesy, ripe undies and leave it on the door step of a customer (I admit, I've been getting on edge with Amazon's wages) and then I came back, and they were really angry. And I knew, passing my fromagey, Frottage goodness, was actually good for nothing!