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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cat-piss-k
I went on an overseas trip to central america with my school when i was aged 18.
Unfortunately a young, extremely fucking fat, lady who we'll call 'k' went too. Her problem is that she smells of a mixture of piss, cats, and cats' piss. Oh, and BO.
Luckily for me i didn't have to share a room or tent with it on the months long expedition. My girlfriend, however, did. The stench was repulsive, so wrong infact that we had to wash clothes belonging to OTHER PEOPLE who hadn't even touched her to rid ourselves of this evil.
I had the last laugh though. One afternoon, a small group had gone to a market in the village in which we were staying to fetch provisions. I was at the hostel having a kick around with some other lads. One of the provision fetching group arrives and says "this is mean yet hilarious and if i don't tell you i'll explode"
He went on to tell the tale of how cat-piss-k had got its period in the middle of the village, cried all the way back to the hostel. I'll never forget the image of treking up a volcano and her ahead, wobbling in blood stained hiking shorts.
( , Fri 23 Mar 2007, 19:01, Reply)
I went on an overseas trip to central america with my school when i was aged 18.
Unfortunately a young, extremely fucking fat, lady who we'll call 'k' went too. Her problem is that she smells of a mixture of piss, cats, and cats' piss. Oh, and BO.
Luckily for me i didn't have to share a room or tent with it on the months long expedition. My girlfriend, however, did. The stench was repulsive, so wrong infact that we had to wash clothes belonging to OTHER PEOPLE who hadn't even touched her to rid ourselves of this evil.
I had the last laugh though. One afternoon, a small group had gone to a market in the village in which we were staying to fetch provisions. I was at the hostel having a kick around with some other lads. One of the provision fetching group arrives and says "this is mean yet hilarious and if i don't tell you i'll explode"
He went on to tell the tale of how cat-piss-k had got its period in the middle of the village, cried all the way back to the hostel. I'll never forget the image of treking up a volcano and her ahead, wobbling in blood stained hiking shorts.
( , Fri 23 Mar 2007, 19:01, Reply)
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