This is one of a pair! Check out Pepe with his cousin Pitu here!:
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Pepe le Pew is a treasure. A short, furry, toony, stinky sweet-talker? With an accent?! Come on, we were MADE for each other!
Okay, I guess I should address that skunk spray isn’t exactly in the same realm of stinkiness I typically dwell in, and I WILL make that distinction! You’d be surprised how many people don’t. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, of course! But the more important part is this: do you think a skunk gives even the slightest fuck about about how he smells? The way I see it, no matter where I stick my nose on Pepe, I will NOT be disappointed!
We saw in the short For Scent-imental Reasons when Penelope communicated to Pepe that she doesn’t love him because he stinks that Pepe would rather die than change that part of himself. (Insert Gigachad-Pepe-le-Pew meme here.) You could say it was just a ruse to get Penelope to leave her shelter, but it’s just the same to show the lengths that Pepe would go to before he would do ANYTHING about his stench! I know a certain bat who feels the same way.
So why would that honor stop at his tailbase? It’d be awfully hypocritical for a skunk whose whole schtick is how stinky his ass is to care about how he smells from oh, say, I dunno, his pits! Hell, he’d probably be downright PROUD of it! Or even his paws! He’d be overjoyed if someone was daring (or kinky) enough not only to brave his reeking rear, but to ask if they could press their nose into his dank, sweat-clung armpit fur or in between his odorous toes!
But of course, I'm mostly referring to the bar next door. Even huffing skunk ass would give you SOME hint of how tantalizingly tart his grubby taint is! And from there, you just follow your nose to his bulbous balls and up his sweaty shaft to find possibly the only part of him to rival a skunk’s fragrant rump: the sticky-n-savory patch of pinkness that reveals all its splendor when you pull back his foreskin and sniff his nasty knob! I tell you, do that to a skunk, and he will know he found his soulmate! For Pepe in particular, finding someone who just returns his affections won’t be enough to impress him. Bless that boy and his ego, it’d be as nature running its course to him.
But to find someone who appreciates his lesser-known stenches… Penelope ain’t seen nothin’.
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