Personal HygieneThere comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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guy i work with is so rancidthat one very drunken night my trainee and i were singing along to james c*nt in the car. and the following lyrics were born:
My job is brilliant
My job is pure.
But I work with a guy
Who smells like manure.
He smiled at me in the hallway.
There should be a ban.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
He fucking stinks. He fucking stinks.
He fucking stinks, it's true.
I smelt his breath, and it smelt like death
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause he really stinks of poo.
Yes, he caught my eye,
As he walked on by.
He could see from my face that he was,
Fucking ripe,
And I hope that I won't smell him again,
Cos that fucking stench will last 'till the end.
He fucking stinks. He fucking stinks.
He fucking stinks, it's true.
I smelt his pits, and they smelt like shit
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause he really stinks of poo.
La la la la la la la la la
He fucking stinks. He fucking stinks.
He fucking stinks, it's true.
There must be an devil with a smile on his face,
When he stuck us in the same workplace.
But it's time to face the truth,
Eddie - you really stink of poo.
apologies for length and childishness, but (i) this guy's breath smells like corpses marinaded in garlic and (ii) his pits smell like a sumo's jockstrap and (iii) it improves the whiney smug fish faced c*nt's song no end.
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rachelswipe with a fork, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 15:16,
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