Big day

One of those rarest of days when I actually do get everything stroked off the list.  Of course, I was up at 4:30, there was lots of frantic dashing about and just barely's (which is not how I want to live or conduct myself),  and I got splattered with chicken manure ten minutes before going out into public.  What is that alluring aroma?

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