Well, to a degree. You see, we are refinishing our hardwood floors in our house, which happen to be 90% of the first floor. So the fumes of the lacquer and stain are absolutely permeating everywhere else I go. I can’t help but inhale the fumes, and its driving me absolutely crazy… MinWax is not my friend right now. I can barely even walk straight.
Then there is that smell of lighter fluid…don’t know what that is…
The voices are telling you to bring me some Oreos. Now.
Did you make sure the room was properly ventilated?
in my experience the voices always seem to suggest i burn things, rather than saying “open a window” which would probably be more helpful
Ixnay on the urnbay.
My inner voice usually tells me to masterbate, but then again my inner voice is a horn dog.
My inner voice tells me not to masturbate but I ignore it.
Your inner voices are telling you to sign the deed on that hardwood-fllored house over to your beloved Uncle Bosda.
Ttrrrruuuussst the voices. 
And pay no attention to those meddling kids and their dog. 
Maybe you should go sit outside for a while?
Or just have a fume party…no, bad idea, nevermind…
Reminds of the day when the AC broke and the ether container exploded.
Mmmm ether fumes EVERYWHERE.