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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Simple Simon
I have afriend, Simple Simon (he was once nearly hynoptised watching K-Pax). Brief story, this fetid individual went hiking inSctland for the best part of 9 days. SLeeping in tents or some silly craziness like that, avoiding all forms of soap like a white man with dreadlocks. After this 9 day hike he had the audacity to catch a plane back to England...without finding a shower first...and purposfully sitting next to a stranger. The poor bastard had to put up with him for over an hour. He smelt so bad, when he got home we practically picked the fecker up and threw him clothed into the shower. What a bastard, Simple Simon.
( , Fri 23 Mar 2007, 16:02, Reply)
I have afriend, Simple Simon (he was once nearly hynoptised watching K-Pax). Brief story, this fetid individual went hiking inSctland for the best part of 9 days. SLeeping in tents or some silly craziness like that, avoiding all forms of soap like a white man with dreadlocks. After this 9 day hike he had the audacity to catch a plane back to England...without finding a shower first...and purposfully sitting next to a stranger. The poor bastard had to put up with him for over an hour. He smelt so bad, when he got home we practically picked the fecker up and threw him clothed into the shower. What a bastard, Simple Simon.
( , Fri 23 Mar 2007, 16:02, Reply)
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