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I remember a friend bought a new (second hand) capri, must have been 1985ish, and kept going on about it.

One very hot day, we were somewhere or other, and he had parked the car outside in the sun. One of our friends nicked his keys, did a huge shit on a piece of newspaper, and stuck it under the drivers seat of the car.

Some 8 hours later as we were all leaving, said mate had told us to keep an eye on capri boi as he got to his car.

When he opened the door, it was like a physical wave hitting him. He was knocked back about 10 feet, retching and gagging. We didn't actually know what it was at that point, but the effect was comical to say the least.

It took about a week for the car to return to normal, during which time he was rechristened as 'the bloke who always has his windows open'.
( Not Pineapple anymore, Wed 1 Sep 2010, 9:05, Reply)