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Post by 1:( on Jul 19, 2005 20:48:33 GMT -5
What to you is the smell of death?
I would say it was the small pile of socks I'd worn to work that was on my left that I just put in the washing machine.
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Post by thrashed on Jul 19, 2005 21:07:40 GMT -5
I agree. When i work an 8 hour shift at McD's my socks kill.
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Post by smcproductions on Jul 23, 2005 16:04:27 GMT -5
There's a bunch.
Shit.
Garbage dumps.
Powdery bitches who reek of make-up, WAY too much perfume, cigarette smoke, and booze.
Patchouli.
I'm sure that when I smell a mixture of these things that death (or Cthulu) is not far behind. That must be what he smells like.
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Post by OneEye on Jul 24, 2005 14:57:38 GMT -5
I can't think of anything that's the smell of death except death itself. I once worked for an old man who made me bury a deer that had become snagged on a fence and died on his property. I had to hack it's limbs so that it would fit in the hole, while maggots were churning through and falling out of it's corpse. It was bad. I tried to hold my breath the entire time. It's a wonder I didn't puke, I was close.
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Post by 1:( on Jul 24, 2005 17:05:50 GMT -5
Last week when I was riding my bike to tutoring(didn't have my car with me) I passed this dead raccoon or whatever a few times. That's some nasty shit.
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Post by thrashed on Jul 24, 2005 17:37:54 GMT -5
a good way to get back at your sister or whatever would be to take the raccoon, skin it, cook it, and tell her you cooked her some chicken
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Post by Shevy on Jul 25, 2005 4:53:47 GMT -5
When I was a little kid, the neighbor right down the road used to live in an utterly filthy house. Oddly enough that's also where I used to be babysat after school. Anyway, they had a daughter older than me that would watch horror movies, so since then I've always associated the smell of filthiness and disorder with death.
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