Worst smell you've ever smelled

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DIRTYBUBBLE. Feral cats can’t be rehabilitated into being normal cats so we unfortunately had to kill them.

FogdartSo ur a serial killer now right?

Serious question though: what defines a feral cat? Cuz all my cats I've ever owned have been strays and turned out just fine, however they were young so perhaps why. Adult stray cats can be fucking insane. Please tell me you didn't shoot any kittens...

Pigeon.i work with this one chick who just takes calls where i work in the back office area and she smells so fucking bad the entire back area i have to hold my breath when i walk through.

take a normal smelly cooch, multiply it by 20. then fill cooch with the nastiest creampies from crusty dudes, and leave it in there while it runs 20 miles on a treadmill without washing and let it fester for a week. thats what she smells like. all the time

she just walked up to me at the desk and the smell is lingering in the air here it takes everything i have not to gag when she tries to talk to me

BigPurpleSkiSuitThere was an evening where about 6 of my friends and I were playing gta 4. What happened was we were trading the controller and trying to get as many stars as possible and last as long as you can. Thing was that if you got up you lost your turn. So I really had to shit but I stayed on that couch and let out fart after noxious fart in the same spot without getting up. I had entrapped all these farts perfectly and continued my turn to 5 stars due to getting in a really fast car and fucking around in the subway. When I finally got up, the gas was release and everyone legitimately thought I shat on that couch. It was awful, but we were in 8th grade and we all laughed so hard. Brian came over to the spot where I was sitting and took a deep whiff, and proclaimed' "holy shit dude you just shat on this couch didnt you." I was so doubled up in laughter I waddled to Ben's bathroom and took a massive shit. They put up a flag while I was in the bathroom. That spot stank for 3 days straight

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CaptainObvious.Hooo buddy it is my time to shine.

When I was in about 7th grade my buddy and I had this great idea. We had two corked bottles and a bunch of wax and we decided we were going to make a "stinkbomb" and an "anti-stinkbomb".

So in the first bottle we put everything that rots you can imagine. Some examples of the ingredients are: an egg, heavy cream, cheese, brie cheese, and god knows what else. I know we shook it up and sniffed it right away and it already smelled rank.
In the second bottle we put things like perfume, shavings of scented candles, jammed part of a stick of deodorant into it, and even cut open a glade scent pod and poured it in.

We corked both of them, hammered the corks in with a rubber mallet and dipped the tops in wax to seal them.

Now here's the kicker. I put them under my sink and I completely forgot about them...

....until my senior year of high school.

Yes, ladies and gents. These foul concoctions grew under my sink like two little stink babies until they were five. fucking. years. old. One fine day as I approached graduation I decided I needed to razor off the hundreds of ski stickers I had covered my mirror with. Along with that I decided to clean out my cabinets before I moved and I found them. Believe me when I tell you they had changed. What was once a cream colored mixture of perishables was now a lovely shade of dark olive. It had lines through it like I tried to bottle a brain on St. Patrick's day.

Long story short, two 17-year-old morons decided it would be fun to go into the mountains and throw these bottles against a rock. The smell was unimaginable. When it hit the rock it splattered everywhere. We were luckily outside the splash zone, but within 30 seconds, the plume of stink made it impossible to get within 10 feet of the point of impact. We've both got pretty strong stomachs, but gagging ensued.

But wait....there's more. We had the antidote ready to fire. I wound up, tossed, and missed. The antidote landed safely in a bush unscathed. I cursed, covered my mouth and nose, and ran in to get it. After a much better throw from my friend the antidote found its mark and splattered on top of the initial vile wetness.

It did not help. The smell can only be described as flowery chemical cleaning agent meets death with diarrhea. My buddy lost it and hurled. We left immediately and that was the worst smell I've ever experienced.

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DIRTYBUBBLEThe borough I used to work for had a really bad feral cat problem. Like hordes of cats would just walk around the neighborhood and fuck people’s pets up and piss everywhere.

So for whatever reason they decided to make my boss in charge of culling them. Feral cats can’t be rehabilitated into being normal cats so we unfortunately had to kill them. My boss would just line them up and shoot them. We usually only caught like 1-2 per week. Then one friday we ended up catching like 5 cats. After they were all killed, we put them in a plastic bag in the back of the shop with the intention of throwing them out later. Then we ended up getting an emergency call about a downed tree. It took us the rest of the day to clean up the tree and we went home afterwards and forgot about the cats.

Well Monday rolls around. We open the door to the shop and the most putrid, rank, stench, followed by droves of flies exploded out of the building. They had festered all weekend in a hot garage. We all started dry heaving and vomiting on the spot. The smell lingered in one corner of the shop for weeks afterward.

CaptainObvious.Hooo buddy it is my time to shine.

When I was in about 7th grade my buddy and I had this great idea. We had two corked bottles and a bunch of wax and we decided we were going to make a "stinkbomb" and an "anti-stinkbomb".

So in the first bottle we put everything that rots you can imagine. Some examples of the ingredients are: an egg, heavy cream, cheese, brie cheese, and god knows what else. I know we shook it up and sniffed it right away and it already smelled rank.
In the second bottle we put things like perfume, shavings of scented candles, jammed part of a stick of deodorant into it, and even cut open a glade scent pod and poured it in.

We corked both of them, hammered the corks in with a rubber mallet and dipped the tops in wax to seal them.

Now here's the kicker. I put them under my sink and I completely forgot about them...

....until my senior year of high school.

Yes, ladies and gents. These foul concoctions grew under my sink like two little stink babies until they were five. fucking. years. old. One fine day as I approached graduation I decided I needed to razor off the hundreds of ski stickers I had covered my mirror with. Along with that I decided to clean out my cabinets before I moved and I found them. Believe me when I tell you they had changed. What was once a cream colored mixture of perishables was now a lovely shade of dark olive. It had lines through it like I tried to bottle a brain on St. Patrick's day.

Long story short, two 17-year-old morons decided it would be fun to go into the mountains and throw these bottles against a rock. The smell was unimaginable. When it hit the rock it splattered everywhere. We were luckily outside the splash zone, but within 30 seconds, the plume of stink made it impossible to get within 10 feet of the point of impact. We've both got pretty strong stomachs, but gagging ensued.

But wait....there's more. We had the antidote ready to fire. I wound up, tossed, and missed. The antidote landed safely in a bush unscathed. I cursed, covered my mouth and nose, and ran in to get it. After a much better throw from my friend the antidote found its mark and splattered on top of the initial vile wetness.

It did not help. The smell can only be described as flowery chemical cleaning agent meets death with diarrhea. My buddy lost it and hurled. We left immediately and that was the worst smell I've ever experienced.

skiermanA small closet after someone had hung himself in it and no one noticed for a few days. He left an amount of feces and other liquid in the carpet. We remodeled shortly after.

.nastyA recycling bin full of mold-growing festering old beer from beer cans.

LemuelThis is why I always rinse out all of my recycling, especially beer cans. Shit gets nasty and it's such an easy remedy that NOBODY does.