We’ve all been there. One minute you’re innocently opening the car door and the next thing you know you wake up on the garage floor with a bump on your head and a vague memory of being knocked over by the foul stench of…? You have no earthly idea! As far as you knew, you didn’t rent your minivan out for a fish-gutting party. And while you may have been slacking somewhat in the bathing-your-children department, it hasn’t been THAT long since they’ve seen soap and water. What in the name of all that is holy is that smell?
Mr. Lady was faced with that dilemma just last week when, as she described, her car smelled “like vomit with really stinky feet.” Descriptive, no?
Upon reading that post, I felt compelled to comment on how imagining that smell almost made me lose my lunch, er, breakfast, and thus began a burgeoning bloggy friendship, built on shared stories of noxious car odors. The worst thing I could remember was the dreaded sippy cup of rancid, coagulated milk, but she bested me with atwo-week-old four month old pear. And then the piece-de-resistance… The source of the most recent automotive stinkbomb – a dead crab her son picked up at the beach and stuck in his backpack. Oh yes, you read that right. Dead crustacean. In the car.
I would venture to guess that “vomit with really stinky feet” only scratched the surface of that particular brand of funk. If you’ve ever tucked seashells into your suitcase at the end of a relaxing trip to the beach, you know how putrid cooped-up, dead sea creatures can be after a cross-country plane ride home. Imagine a dead sea creature. IN YOUR CAR. IN JULY. Yeah, sit down if you need to. It’s enough to make ya’ woozy.
Anyway, all this repugnance led to an inspiration of sorts. Surely Mr. Lady isn’t the only person to find festering fauna in her car. And there have got to be worse things than my weak little sippy cup stench. Spill the beans, ladies and gents. What’s the nastiest thing that ever stunk up your vehicle? Give us all the gory details. We’ve got strong stomachs. We can take it.
Leave your story in the comments section of this post here at Charming & Delightful or over at Whiskey in my Sippy Cup. We’ll accept your submissions until the end of the day next Monday, August 18, at which time we will select one winner who will receive a lovely and valuable prize package from…. Wait for it… Febreze!!
Yes, wegroveled at the feet of asked the fine folks at Febreze to hook us up. Because, I don’t know about you, but when I’ve got a nasty stank that just won’t go away, Febreze is the first thing on my mind! And they did us a solid by donating a Febreze-To-Go prize package to the "lucky" winner of our little contest.
And since they were nice enough to set us up with some swag, won't you return the kindness by telling all your friends about the contest, linking back to the Febreze site, along with my site and/or Whiskey in My Sippy Cup, of course, so people know where to go to enter.
You can even snatch the button/graphic from the top of this post to proudly display on your blog for all to see. Oh, and make sure to tell all your friends to join in on the fun too. The more the merrier.
May the foulest fragrance win!
Mr. Lady was faced with that dilemma just last week when, as she described, her car smelled “like vomit with really stinky feet.” Descriptive, no?
Upon reading that post, I felt compelled to comment on how imagining that smell almost made me lose my lunch, er, breakfast, and thus began a burgeoning bloggy friendship, built on shared stories of noxious car odors. The worst thing I could remember was the dreaded sippy cup of rancid, coagulated milk, but she bested me with a
I would venture to guess that “vomit with really stinky feet” only scratched the surface of that particular brand of funk. If you’ve ever tucked seashells into your suitcase at the end of a relaxing trip to the beach, you know how putrid cooped-up, dead sea creatures can be after a cross-country plane ride home. Imagine a dead sea creature. IN YOUR CAR. IN JULY. Yeah, sit down if you need to. It’s enough to make ya’ woozy.
Anyway, all this repugnance led to an inspiration of sorts. Surely Mr. Lady isn’t the only person to find festering fauna in her car. And there have got to be worse things than my weak little sippy cup stench. Spill the beans, ladies and gents. What’s the nastiest thing that ever stunk up your vehicle? Give us all the gory details. We’ve got strong stomachs. We can take it.
Leave your story in the comments section of this post here at Charming & Delightful or over at Whiskey in my Sippy Cup. We’ll accept your submissions until the end of the day next Monday, August 18, at which time we will select one winner who will receive a lovely and valuable prize package from…. Wait for it… Febreze!!
Yes, we
And since they were nice enough to set us up with some swag, won't you return the kindness by telling all your friends about the contest, linking back to the Febreze site, along with my site and/or Whiskey in My Sippy Cup, of course, so people know where to go to enter.
You can even snatch the button/graphic from the top of this post to proudly display on your blog for all to see. Oh, and make sure to tell all your friends to join in on the fun too. The more the merrier.
May the foulest fragrance win!
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15 comments:
Hands down, my husband's hockey gear. Combine it with my daughter's and it's stinky city. Foul smelling stuff.
As frequently happens, a bag of groceries spilled in the back of the van and the contents rolled under everyone's feet the entire ride home. We thought everything was recovered until a week or so later, when one morning as we loaded the car for morning carpool, we were slapped with the smell of rotting flesh. Adults and children frantically searched until the 2-year-old announced "yucky" as he pointed at an exploded can of biscuits jammed in one of the seat legs. Everyone was late for school that day as we scrubbed and sprayed and scrubbed and sprayed. The smell never really went away as evidenced by neighbor children getting in our car and wrinkling their noses.
cathy at domesticpsychology dot com
Dude, you HAVE to go read Gnilleps comment on my site. Make sure your stomach is empty first.
Dead mouse family in air vent -- pureed by fan.
I still don't like to talk about it.
My first husband
sneakers
army
blue cheese
they lived outside on the balcony as I would gag if they were inside (no exageration unfortunately; although they weren't the cause of the divorce) ha
nancyrobster@gmail.com
Well we'ld been out at the lake and caught a bullfrog the kids but in my car. It took a couple weeks for us to find it and my goodness did our car stink & I had no idea why. By the time I did the frog looked like he was dehydrated.
The other was when a package of chicken fell out of the shopping bag in the trunk and ended up stuck in with my spare tire. It was an upchuke.
Nothing is worse than our van, after we have had 6 stinky, sweaty little leaguers, on a 90 degree day, after a game that went extra innings. Yuck. Thanks so much.
Nothing is worse than our van, after we have had 6 stinky, sweaty little leaguers, on a 90 degree day, after a game that went extra innings. Yuck. Thanks so much.
Nothing is worse than our van, after we have had 6 stinky, sweaty little leaguers, on a 90 degree day, after a game that went extra innings. Yuck. Thanks so much.
The stinkiest my car has ever been is when someone left the sunroof open, it rained, and we didn't discover it for three days!
For me, without a doubt, the most foul smell is when I was watching my four year old nephew over night and he had an accident in the middle of the night.Number 1 AND Number 2. Instead of telling me he shoved the poopy/peed in underpants under my couch. It wasnt until 5 DAYS LATER that we discovered where the awful stanch was coming from. It had soaked in to the carpet. the smell still isnt completely out
I could not get into my car anymore because it smelled so bad.
I thought an animal somehow crawled in somewhere and died, I was thinking maybe a mouse or a squirrel.
I frantically searched my car trying to find out what was making it smell so bad.
My grandson kept saying stinky car!
Well lucky for me I finally found a smelly, slimy, black, rotten potatoe stuck way down in the back seat.
janetfaye (at) gmail (dot) com
We were just talking about this the other day. I accidentally left a gallon of milk in the car during the summertime after grocery shopping and didn't discover it until I smelled it days later. I opened up the trunk and kapowie! The smell was so intense I about keeled over. It was all curdled and coming out of the container all over the carpet of the trunk. My husband took everything out and shampooed, shampooed, shampooed, and then shampooed again. But that stink didn't leave that stupid car for at least 6 months. Sour milk is the worst smell you can imagine. Ewwww.
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Elizabeth
Campfire. Still smelling it.
In July my husband and I were going away on a parents only trip. Before night before leaving, we took the kids (aged 3 and 4) to the drive-in. My 3 year old is not night potty trained so she was in a pullup. Sure enough, half way through the first movie, she fell asleep then pooped in her pullup. I changed her in the minivan and put the dirty pullup with the other trash and went back to the front of the van to watch the movie. We stayed both movies and went home. Since the kids were sleeping we just took them inside and decided to leave the rest for the morning.
The next morning was a blur of getting the CAR packed and dropping the kids at ILs house so we could go on vacation. We were gone 6 hot July days.
When we returned the next week, I went to the van to move it and WHOOZA I was overcome with week-old poop and popcorn smell from the van. We took everything out and a month later it still has a lingering smell of poopy popcorn.
s_hammond@comcast.net
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