|01-23-2010, 10:11 AM||#1|
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Join Date: Feb 2006
Location: in a Nut House
Holy, Creeping Jesus, the smell!
I started in on cleaning the couch and chair, which over night had quieted to a dull olfactory roar. I did a little test on the side of the chair with some Simple Green straight form the bottle. Pretty good, smelled good, took off some of the leather's dye. Less good.
Well, when in doubt, follow the instructions. So, I get a small amount of gentle soap on a wet rag and make a little lather and wipe down the back of the chair.
Rag looks pretty gray, go to rinse it out and before I am halfway across the kitchen the horrifying smell of stinky, wet, dog with god knows what sort of fecal undertones and anal gland high notes bursts into the air. I could actually see honest, god fearing normal kitchen aroma-molecules being jack-booted by the emanations from this couch.
I will admit now that when it comes to just about any other unpleasant stimulus, bad smells cut me off at the knees.
The several hours will be tough.
Once more unto the stinky breech...
And now I'm finished posting.
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