Cliffhanger.

I'm going to tell you this story, but you have to guess the end.

Don't worry, it's easy.

So, I'm at Michael's (the arts and crafts store, this is an important point to the story) and I'm picking out some scented candles for a baby shower prize. My son and I are smelling them one by one and we get to one called Tea Rose. I asked my son how it smelled and he said ok, so I smelled it and promptly made a face and said (quite loudly, I'm ashamed to say) "Ew, that smells like old lady."

I immediately clapped my hand over my mouth and turned around to see...