Personal Hygiene
There 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?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
There 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?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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Firstly, some school mingers
First was anthony. He just turned up from nowhere one day, with shit Telford accent and mild cigarette smell. He sat with me and some mates in some lessons. Over the next few weeks, he began to stink. It hurt to smell his stale fag stench, and see his nicotine stained fingers. He also went out with one of many local mingers, who bore resemblance to an ape. He got pics of her, thought they were "well hot" until he was dumped, then declared them minging.
Then was the history teacher, Moaning Maggie. Vegan, breath stunk of turds. Once told me off severely for labelling the IRA "terrorists".
More tales of minging tram spotters and college weirdos later
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 20:13, Reply)
First was anthony. He just turned up from nowhere one day, with shit Telford accent and mild cigarette smell. He sat with me and some mates in some lessons. Over the next few weeks, he began to stink. It hurt to smell his stale fag stench, and see his nicotine stained fingers. He also went out with one of many local mingers, who bore resemblance to an ape. He got pics of her, thought they were "well hot" until he was dumped, then declared them minging.
Then was the history teacher, Moaning Maggie. Vegan, breath stunk of turds. Once told me off severely for labelling the IRA "terrorists".
More tales of minging tram spotters and college weirdos later
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 20:13, Reply)
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