A ferocious breath suggesting a woman has eaten out a man’s belly button. Her breath then after is pungent and reeks of sweaty lint, and brown sugar. It is virtually impossible to have a conversation with the person without tearing.
Billy: WOW YOU TALK TO KATHERINE!SHE HAS A BAD CASE OF THE CINNAMON BROWN SUGAR DRAGON BREATH!
BRET:(SOB) Yeah, I know it's so bad my eyes are still tearing.