It's just hard to believe shit like that. Gross.
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It's just hard to believe shit like that. Gross.
If someone reeks I tend to just tell them they smell bad. Every time I've done it they know and just don't care.
You gotta really humiliate them to get 'em to listen.
that really is the way it goes. you hope not to be the asshole who finally tells them they reek like garbage but then you are and they don't care, like it was intentional. and yet they tend to come in with a skanky whore in tow, and suddenly the world seems like a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad place.Quote:
Originally Posted by Drewbacca
Would you tell THIS guy?Quote:
Originally Posted by Drewbacca
http://metavitae.com/images/arms.jpg
fucking HGH...
Synthol, actually.Quote:
Originally Posted by voltz
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synthol
protein shake IMO
Only if I had a pocketful of syringes I could throw the opposite way to distract him for a tidy escape.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dolemite
There's this french girl at work. She's not hot, she's matronly... clearly unable to find a man and past her prime type so get the hot french maid girl out of your mind. She's always hitting on me and shit while I'm trying to work, which isn't rare since all the girls do because I'm such a studmuffin. Most of them are hot so I don't mind, but this girl is clearly cougar-esque and desperate. Anyway, about 50% of the time she's around I try to avoid her because she has this stank to her I can't quite describe. The first time I smelt it I couldn't even identify what kind of smell it was. I was gasping. I couldn't even breath through my mouth, the gaseous particals must have been so fine they permeated my skin or soemthing. It's not even B.O. If it were B.O. I could handle it because I've had to deal with it before. But this is a twangy musk that really cuts me deep when its around.
There's a part of our building you can only get to by key-card because of the high-end databases and work it houses for high-end clients. Atleast that's what I used to think. Now I think they put up the card system to keep wandering clients from accidentally running in to her at her desk in there.
I realize I'm a hot stud but, c'mon lady, this is a pretty obvious stank you have growing about you.
Bang her and chalk it up to experience.