This post's title probably made your stomach turn a few cartwheels -- nauseous gyrations induced by the bitter 8-hour-old aftertaste of Boone's Farm and cheap pizza.
But sometimes, morning breath can be kinda cute.
Don't believe me? Ask this Nerve blogger, whose ode to morning breath is rooted in phrases like this:
I love the unhinged passion that comes with a morning makeout. But sometimes while kissing at 9 a.m., I can't help scolding myself for being too drunk to remember to brush my teeth the night before.
"Calm down," I tell myself. "It's probably not that bad."
Then comes the palm test, which in 100 percent of cases reveals that yes, it really is that bad.
Is bad breath alone a dealbreaker?
(via YourTango)