10-22-2009, 08:13 PM | #5 (permalink) |
Getting it.
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I am not sure what I smell but it's been bugging me all day... mostly it's neutral office odors but there is a hint of something nasty lying just below the surface. I suspect something is rotting.
Could it be our missing intern?
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10-22-2009, 10:43 PM | #6 (permalink) |
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Location: Southern England
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I can smell coffee (just brewed for breakfast).
My daughter's shampoo. My aftershave (CK Obsession Night).
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10-22-2009, 11:55 PM | #7 (permalink) |
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Location: US
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I smell revenge....
Haha no just kidding. I don't smell anything right now.
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10-23-2009, 01:56 AM | #8 (permalink) |
Leaning against the -Sun-
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toast. Cats. my hair.
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10-23-2009, 02:27 AM | #10 (permalink) |
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Location: Florida
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coffee, thank god.
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10-23-2009, 02:30 AM | #11 (permalink) | |
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Danger.
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10-23-2009, 08:04 AM | #14 (permalink) |
warrior bodhisattva
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Mainly the vinegar from homemade hot and sour soup.
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10-23-2009, 12:20 PM | #16 (permalink) |
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Location: Florida
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i love hot and sour soup...never tried making my own. is it easy?
oh, and I don't smell anything right now, but it probably smells like dog in here, lol
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10-23-2009, 01:36 PM | #18 (permalink) | |
warrior bodhisattva
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Location: East-central Canada
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My fart.
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We use a chicken broth base. The basics are bok choy, snow peas, bamboo shoots, mushrooms, etc. Use some shredded chicken, and bam! The key is to add the greens last (just before serving), and bear in mind they won't keep well in that broth. We like it good and sour, and a bit hotter than we've had it otherwise. It's been quite impossible to find hot and sour soup around here that we like just as much as the home made.
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10-23-2009, 01:37 PM | #19 (permalink) |
Tilted Cat Head
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Since I no longer can smell on a regular basis, I somehow and smelling something phantom at the moment. Unfortunately for me, that smell happens to be drugs.
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10-23-2009, 01:39 PM | #20 (permalink) |
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Location: Florida
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yum, sounds wonderful. i'm gonna have to see about adding it to my,uh, oeuvre
there was a place back in Orlando that I loved, they put little chunks of tofu in their hot and sour...really absorbed the flavor of the broth *reverie*
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10-23-2009, 05:58 PM | #22 (permalink) |
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Smelly, smelly feet. Just took off my shoes after running/walking in them for the last 19 hours
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10-24-2009, 04:12 AM | #24 (permalink) |
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Location: Florida
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coofay.
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10-24-2009, 06:56 AM | #28 (permalink) |
follower of the child's crusade?
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cigarette's and alcohol
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10-24-2009, 07:31 AM | #32 (permalink) |
Eat your vegetables
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oatmeal
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10-24-2009, 11:32 AM | #34 (permalink) |
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Location: Florida
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popcorn.
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10-24-2009, 02:36 PM | #36 (permalink) |
Evil Priest: The Devil Made Me Do It!
Location: Southern England
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burning tumble dryer
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10-26-2009, 10:28 AM | #38 (permalink) |
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Location: France
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The dog.
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10-26-2009, 11:36 AM | #40 (permalink) |
Evil Priest: The Devil Made Me Do It!
Location: Southern England
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Mango Chutney - my wife's just made a batch.
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