It smells like the tank farm because it stinks! When I listen to my bean I hear the sea, like I would in a sea shell. When I touch my bean I get the hebie jebies, where my body goes all tingly and hair on the back of my neck stands up straight and tall. I feel happy when I look my bean, like when I open a present.
My bean look like a mutated jelly bean or a mutated rocker growing two minute noodles. It smells like a dead warthog coveredd in flies with worms in its ears and nose. My bean looks like a poo. When I touch my bean it gives me the hebie jebies. It feels like plastic. It tastes like grass. When I look at my bean, it makes me feel all good like at Christmas.