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FOT Community => General Discussion => Topic started by: Andy on July 18, 2007, 11:23:27 PM
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I've decided that the worst smell in the world is that powdery smell that all babies seem to have. It's supposed to be fresh and clean smelling, but it's usually overpowering and it just reminds me that the little ball of hate has shit their pants recently.
Also, I hate babies.
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Tuesdays at the sausage factory.
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Green Bay, Wi.
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the sickly sweet smell that comes from sugar beet refineries is probably #1 on my list (and I grew up in Austin MN, home of Hormel, the birthplace of Spam!)
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rotten celery
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Pork rinds.
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Pork rinds.
Pork rinds with lime juice and hot sauce are delicious.
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I have you all beat, hands down (and I grew up in Wisconsin).
When I worked at the Art Institute of Chicago, I assisted an artist named Doris Salcedo install a sculpture, during which time I had to take dried cow bladders, soak them in water, and then stitch them to a wall to cover a niche she had cut in the wall and cover it with the bladder...to wit:
(http://www.the-flog.com/200505/images/doris-salcedo.jpg)
Nothing like the smell of 50% death 50% cow pee. Opening the buckets of soaking bladders in the morning always brought forth am involuntary heave. And I worked with these thing all day every day 12-14 hours a day for two weeks.
That smell will haunt me for the rest of my days.
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most crowds at a lightning bolt show
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most crowds at a lightning bolt show
I resemble that remark!!
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the HOT Yoga room i have class in - almost as intense as a lightning bolt crowd, but with more of an old gym bag odor.
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Mulch, or burnt popcorn.
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most crowds at a lightning bolt show
I resemble that remark!!
Actually when I met for the first time one of our FOT brethren. He admitted he had not showered yet but said I probably have smelt worse at those shows. Yeah I'm talking about you Mr Tokeley.
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rotten onions
rotten potatoes
gangrene
old, decomposing blood
asafetida
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Bellybuttons
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paper mill
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Bone Meal
Especially unloading a truck of it on a nice hot day.
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cat pee
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Bone Meal
Especially unloading a truck of it on a nice hot day.
bone meal is terrible smelling.
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The landfill in my home town
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Bone Meal
Especially unloading a truck of it on a nice hot day.
Just hearing the words "Bone Meal" makes my mouth water (like, as in pre-vomit watering) That sounds awful.
The smell of sweet pickles makes me retch.
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That early morning NYC wash the pee off of the sidewalk odor is pretty bad.
More than a couple of my clients in my last job were pretty smelly. I had a fan constantly blowing at my back after the first week. Learned that lesson the hard way.
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most crowds at a lightning bolt show
I resemble that remark!!
Actually when I met for the first time one of our FOT brethren. He admitted he had not showered yet but said I probably have smelt worse at those shows. Yeah I'm talking about you Mr Tokeley.
Wait, whuuuuut? Ha! I don't remember that, but it's true, isn't it?
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Yes its true, still makes me chuckle every once in awhile
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My friend's apartment that had a hot pocket rotting behind his couch.
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the sickly sweet smell that comes from sugar beet refineries is probably #1 on my list (and I grew up in Austin MN, home of Hormel, the birthplace of Spam!)
You grew up in Austin?? All my dad's family lives there! What year did you graduate?
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My friend's apartment that had a hot pocket rotting behind his couch.
I once forgot a burrito under the seat of my truck. I was driving with a pal and he was lamenting the smell of my vehicle. I told him he was crazy, it didn't smell that bad, and besides it was an old truck, been rained in, etc. He reaches under the seat and finds my mold experiment. It was pretty horrifying. :P
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Honestly I am amazed that hot pockets have enough natural material in them to rot!!!
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Tacoma, WA
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My friend's apartment that had a hot pocket rotting behind his couch.
I once forgot a burrito under the seat of my truck. I was driving with a pal and he was lamenting the smell of my vehicle. I told him he was crazy, it didn't smell that bad, and besides it was an old truck, been rained in, etc. He reaches under the seat and finds my mold experiment. It was pretty horrifying. :P
my brother spilled some chocolate milk under the passenger seat of my car once. He didn't tell me, and the smell didn't bother me, I guess because I had grown accustomed it. People would get in my car and be disgusted, and I would sit there and tell "I don't smell anything." Eventually the probably was pinpointed and cleaned.
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Both TRL and I can tell you that durian is by far the worst smell on earth. Especially if it's been sitting around in an abandoned washing machine outside a bowling alley.
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"... its odor is best described as pig-shit, turpentine and onions, garnished with a gym sock. It can be smelled from yards away."
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Seriously, I wasn't even close to it, and I could smell that shit. And these guys ATE it. Willingly! Not only did they eat it, but they bought it so they could eat it.
I love you, TRL, and your friends are cool, but that is stupid. Boys are stupid.
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Durian is supposed to be a great delicacy, I gather. Since smell is an important component of taste, the aroma of "pig-shit, turpentine and onions, garnished with a gym sock" must somehow play a role in the fruit's savor. Very mysterious.
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Durian, the host of The Speakeasy, definitely stinks.
(http://www.soystache.com/Durian_head_lounging.jpg)
(http://blog.622design.com/durian_rp.jpg)
(http://members.fortunecity.com/timevehicle/images/durian.jpg)
(http://www.cosmicbuddha.com/blog/archives/images/thai05-sign-durianfalling-thumb.jpg)
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I recall a story about a wee boy, living in the wilds of Arkansas. Now this wee boy had two favorite possessions: his plastic black magicians hat and his track-suit jacket.
For some reason, one day he left his jacket stuffed into the magic hat on the covered back patio of his woodland home.
At some point later he returned to his prized possessions.
But what's this? Something is terribly amiss!
There was something brown on his jacket stuffed in the magicians hat.
Leaves, perhaps? A slug party? Who knows!
He investigated further.
And a rancorous smell, as if belched from Satan's own arse, burned his nostrils.
Poop!
He recovered his strength, clothing pin attached firmly to nostrils, eyes shielded by goggles. etc.
Poop, with maggots!
On his track jacket!
In his magic hat!
In the grand scheme of things, it may not have been the worst smell in the world. Durian, tooth decay, limozine seats, all carry with them foul, mature odors.
But it was the worst smell that that 9 year old boy had ever smelled, or will ever smell again, in the future, which is now, because I am that boy, grown man-sized.
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I recall a story about a wee boy, living in the wilds of Arkansas. Now this wee boy had two favorite possessions: his plastic black magicians hat and his track-suit jacket.
For some reason, one day he left his jacket stuffed into the magic hat on the covered back patio of his woodland home.
At some point later he returned to his prized possessions.
But what's this? Something is terribly amiss!
There was something brown on his jacket stuffed in the magicians hat.
Leaves, perhaps? A slug party? Who knows!
He investigated further.
And a rancorous smell, as if belched from Satan's own arse, burned his nostrils.
Poop!
He recovered his strength, clothing pin attached firmly to nostrils, eyes shielded by goggles. etc.
Poop, with maggots!
On his track jacket!
In his magic hat!
In the grand scheme of things, it may not have been the worst smell in the world. Durian, tooth decay, limozine seats, all carry with them foul, mature odors.
But it was the worst smell that that 9 year old boy had ever smelled, or will ever smell again, in the future, which is now, because I am that boy, grown man-sized.
Parents can be so cruel...
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David Bowie's area.
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"Area"? Is that like "Device"?