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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Not only but torso
A very strange man called Mark used to share a house with two of my mates next door to the rents house.He was very much into CB radio and was allergic to sunlight so rated fairly high on the freak scale, yes he used to smell a bit but worse was to come.He used to go out most nights in his yellow Reliant Robin to see his girlfriend Suzy and on returning one day asked if it would be ok if she could come over to stay for the weekend coming. More out of curiousity his house mates said "yes mate no problem"......
I can vividly remember walking into the house on that Friday afternoon after college and meeting Suzy.
Suzy had no arms and no legs!(Insert slug joke here) Seriously No arms, No Legs! and was the most hiddeous swamp donkey I have ever met. Honestly she could've made an onion cry.
Saying I didnt know where to look is an understatement apart from the giggling mess in the corner that was Steve and Daryll.
After a very short introduction and very swift goodbye she was dispatched under Marks arm and carried upstairs. I dont know if they came out of that room all weekend but I went round on Monday and was greeted my a smell so piercing I wont ever forget it, I suppose you could understand a stagnant fishy smell but we were convinced that there was indeed something dead in that room.
The only smell to get anywhere near it was a visit to a rendering plant a few years later.
( , Fri 23 Mar 2007, 15:12, Reply)
A very strange man called Mark used to share a house with two of my mates next door to the rents house.He was very much into CB radio and was allergic to sunlight so rated fairly high on the freak scale, yes he used to smell a bit but worse was to come.He used to go out most nights in his yellow Reliant Robin to see his girlfriend Suzy and on returning one day asked if it would be ok if she could come over to stay for the weekend coming. More out of curiousity his house mates said "yes mate no problem"......
I can vividly remember walking into the house on that Friday afternoon after college and meeting Suzy.
Suzy had no arms and no legs!(Insert slug joke here) Seriously No arms, No Legs! and was the most hiddeous swamp donkey I have ever met. Honestly she could've made an onion cry.
Saying I didnt know where to look is an understatement apart from the giggling mess in the corner that was Steve and Daryll.
After a very short introduction and very swift goodbye she was dispatched under Marks arm and carried upstairs. I dont know if they came out of that room all weekend but I went round on Monday and was greeted my a smell so piercing I wont ever forget it, I suppose you could understand a stagnant fishy smell but we were convinced that there was indeed something dead in that room.
The only smell to get anywhere near it was a visit to a rendering plant a few years later.
( , Fri 23 Mar 2007, 15:12, Reply)
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