BEN!

Last night I was having a bad dream about sinking on a ship. I awoke to the smell of rotten eggs. On no! Our natural gas must be leaking. So I run into the kitchen and sniff. But the air smells clear. I run into the back room and sniff. Still fine. So I crash back into bed. Then I wake up 10 minutes later and go through the whole routine again. As I fall back into bed in a slumber stupor - it finally occurs to me. The smell is emanating from my HUBAND! Ben!!! No more Olive Garden for you!