There was this homeless broad that was a regular at a gas station I used to work at. I remember my first week there co-workers were warning me about how bad she smelled and how the stink would linger for a while even after she left. Air fresheners/lysol did nothing and they recommended I keep hand sanitizer on deck after dealing with her money.
I'm like
bytch can't be that toxic. Then one day she comes in during my shift. Brehs... that stink wave from her hit me like Conqueror's Haki. Paralyzing smell. It smelled like a mixture of ammonia, garbage can left uncovered in the hot sun with piss topping. Didn't want to breathe through my nose and I didn't feel safe breathing that shyt through the mouth for fear of tasting it. 
There was another customer in the store that went into a coughing fit looking at the lady like
Dealt with her as quick as possible trying my best not to look like
That was 10 years ago, I'm sure that lady is dead. There's no way a person can smell that bad with healthy insides. Don't think I've smelled anything after that rivaled it.

I'm like


There was another customer in the store that went into a coughing fit looking at the lady like


That was 10 years ago, I'm sure that lady is dead. There's no way a person can smell that bad with healthy insides. Don't think I've smelled anything after that rivaled it.