Julie “nose” her smells. She has sniffed out the source of the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad smell that invaded the car last week.
I asked for your guesses in my post about the smell, and my gosh, you people like a good guessing game. I write about deep spiritual struggles, and three brave souls offer a comment. I dare you to “name that smell” and you come out in droves. It’s ok, I don’t judge.
Also, many of you offered excellent guesses. Fish heads, dog poop, dead terrorists (thanks, Jack Bauer), curry gone south, a forgotten gym bag. One former co-worker suggested perhaps it was my husband. For the record, I will report that he is not particularly stinky, and is also alive and well.
But Julie guessed correctly. The offending odor came from:
Danimals Yogurt Smoothie. Delicious Unless Left in Car
Yes! A delicious Danimals Yogurt Smoothie! Left unattended, it rolled under the seats where it proceeded to fester in a most malodorous way. Please do not try and replicate this experience at home. The FDA has already investigated claims that my children were trying to create chemical weapons of mass nose destruction.
And congratulations to Julie, who learned through experience, her younger brother having been similarly irresponsible with the disposable of a half-eaten yogurt. She wins a free frozen and non-stinky yogurt at Red Mango at her earliest convenience.
The rest of you, go clean your cars!
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