I tend to suffer from some bowel disorder that is yet to be diagnosed (these things apparently take years...). One of the side products (benefits?
) is some truly offensive gas.
Usually you can stand the smell of your own brand. There are some days where I will expend tremendous amounts of energy trying to hold it in because I know that one slip means death for everyone within 50 feet of my current location.
The smell is indescribable. This is mostly due to the melting of your nasal receptors. Beer and high carbohydrate foods are the best triggers for me. Apparently it has to do with the amount of bacteria in your tract. Feed em sugars and they will bloom.
My favorite memory is letting one of these death bombs go on the dance floor in Cowboys. I managed to clear a good section of it too. I was proud.