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MSNBC, under weird news, told 150 people were sickened when some gal didn't know when to stop spraying her perfume. Why do people apply so much SMELLUM other than to cover up severe B.O.? Are they extra hopeful (amorous), have nose trouble, insensitive to how it affects others around them, did their mamas not teach 'em anything, totally unconcerned, or just plain stupid? When our son worked in a "clean room" at TI the chip making process was so delicate that nobody was to were any scents whatsoever, none, no foo foo juice, scented deodorant, after shave, etc. Did it stop some heifers, not a bit. There'd be total denial when he'd mention this at the end of a shift. If he bet' em he could dig their smocks out of the laundry cart, he'd win but they just couldn't believe it. We used to joke about what we called "cat-house baths" that consisted of maybe a couple swabs with a wet wash cloth and some strategically splashes of body powder or sachet. Rusty was complaining about the offensive odour his clerk wore, grandma Charlotte said buy a flavor you like and very delicately give it to 'er. It seems like a little more expensive bottle of Avon did the trick. Lots of gals didn't know when to stop with Vanilla Musk when it came out. Back to Fort Worth, what is your guess for what the dangerous - as the cowboys said "par-fume" was? Is this prevalent in certain groups?


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  • Hi Rusty, I got a laugh from your post. I remember middle school kids. We could smell the jocks before they ever hit the halls. One of my favorite paybacks to my 9TH grade biology teacher was to spray him with a water gun filled with some dime store cologne. The only way I outran him was the stairs. I had practiced this run before the actual hit. I avoided his hall the entire next year. Why the payback. I was the one he threw the first frog at, my hand was the first grabbed when we learned how to type blood, etc. All year long I had to sit by his desk and he put a motormouth sign on the back of the seat. Just for me. It never occurred to me to complain or sue anyone. I figured I got what I dished out. Man, I was mean in high school. Glad I didn't have to teach me. These days I would have been arrested for sure.

    July 30, 2009 at 1:04 p.m.