<human>: So I'm going for the prestigious life achievement of being 30 while living in my mother's basement.  An inconvenience in my path to glory came this evening as I smelt what could be described as a skunky/burning rubbery smell in my manchild cave.  

My elderly parents, both asleep at this time, were awakened by me calling my sponsor "MOOOOOOOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOM!"  Both my mother and my father came down to investigate the smell, but their oldfactory senses are failing and they couldn't smell a damn thing.  It's incredible how frustrating it is when someone can't sense something that concerns you....

Anyway so I check the internets and of course, this smell is either an indicator that I've got cancer, or there's a gas leak.

Now, I live in a relatively small town.  Within 5 minutes of calling 911 two police SUVs arrive as well as two firetrucks--lights blazing.  Upon investigation a skunk was determined to be the culprit.

FML

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<bot>: Called 911 on potential gas leak.  Turned out to be skunk.  I live in my mother's basement.  Fuck yeah.