The other night my cat took one of the nastiest dumps I've ever smelled. Her litter is in the laundy room and even after closing the door to the laundry room, I was still inhaling fumes in the bedroom. So my girlfriend comes in with a disgusted look on our face and immediately goes for the can of Oust sitting on the night table, but it won't come out when she sprays it.
Next she runs into the bathroom and grabs a bottle of perfume, holds it at about face-level and sprays a massive shot directly into her eyes. It sucked because I really had to hold in the laughter because she started crying right away and I had to help her rinse her eye out.
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