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Anyway, it's a big metal shop full of mostly old men. So, old men and several veges known for giving people gas.
I don't need to describe it further.
first one, happened in gamestop long time ago. Two guys walked in and i heard snappy "pop" sound. I recognized it as a snappy fart. The whole store smelled like a mass grave. It must had been one of the times the clerk cursed the day she decided to work there.
Second one, was FAR WORSE. I never smelled worst smell in my entire life. It was back in the school, i was taking some evening courses, and girl next to me released silent one. Teacher literally didn't come to that corner, when she was checking people's homework.
Smell was like...imagine, zombie eating 1kg of rotten eggs, rotten beans, rotten milk, then having massive diarrhea and other zombie, which is even more decayed, ate all that diarrhea, and had diarrhea of its own, and shot all that out from its ass, in a massive gas cloud of death.
I wanted to jump out of the window, or very least run outside the classroom, but i sure as ♥♥♥♥ didn't want to take the blame over that fart.
I swear god, you could use that smell as a torture to squeeze any information you wanted from anyone.