He zipped the bag right back up and put it back on the shuttle. They brought it to us, and we basically agreed. Aldrich recently nosed his way into being a judge at the annual Odor-Eaters Rotten Sneaker contest, held in Vermont in March. It just completely knocked me back. I asked for oxygen.
Some men are born great, some become great, and some have greatness thrust up their noses.
But I tell everyone I may be average to slightly above average. Thanks to him and his fellow smellers, astronauts in space can breathe a little easier.