(Bear with me - it's only humor !)

Consider yourselves lucky it isn't me from 'back in the day', as I had quite the reputation for stinking up the neighborhood ! Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on point
of view), that has faded to nearly unnoticeable ! Although this is
written as humor, it is ALL true !
(Remember - I have warned our members about my warped sense
of humor !)

Remarks heard in passing -
1- He could gag a maggot !
2- He could make a billygoat puke !
3- He could put a skunk to shame !
4- He could make an onion cry !
5- He could blister paint off a wall !
6- THAT guy ? He could make
a BAG of onions cry !
7- You should bottle that and sell
it to the military as a weapon !
(Oh, wait ! Aren't biological
weapons banned ?)

That's just the remarks from friends and neighbors; the facts are -
1- Cleared a room of ten people in
ten seconds (or less) !
2- Cleared an outdoor picnic table
in a ten-knot wind !
3- Literally made someone puke !

I miss those days - I was always taught to share, so I would have
chili and beer on Saturday followed
by a bowl of ice cream (deadly combo), then share it with everyone on Sunday (or sometimes on the same night) !
Now ? - NOTHING NOTICEABLE !
(I guess the fun's over, EH ?)

Reminds me of when I worked as a dishwasher at a church camp in western PA right after high school. The camp secretary lived in a small efficiency apartment she shared with her humongous, but affable Great Dane dog, Thaddeus. On mornings when we had leftover scrambled eggs we enjoyed sneaking into her apartment and feeding Thaddeus those delectable nuggets, sprinkled with bacon pieces, which he passionately wolfed down. But those cackle berries gave that poor dog a bad case of the farts and he would pass enough gas to fuel a small nation much to our dear secretary’s chagrin.

Reminds me of when I worked as a dishwasher at a church camp in western PA right after high school. The camp secretary lived in a small efficiency apartment she shared with her humongous, but affable Great Dane dog, Thaddeus. On mornings when we had leftover scrambled eggs we enjoyed sneaking into her apartment and feeding Thaddeus those delectable nuggets, sprinkled with bacon pieces, which he passionately wolfed down. But those cackle berries gave that poor dog a bad case of the farts and he would pass enough gas to fuel a small nation much to our dear secretary’s chagrin.

I know what you mean - back in
'93 I had a young couple (Tom and Cathy) who were close friends
come over for a pot-luck Mexican dinner; I had made a pot of spicy
chili !

Although my cat (Casey) had been
fed, he seemed to want what we
had, so I put a little bit of chili in his bowl and crumbled some corn chips
over it ! About 15-20 minutes later, while we were enjoying a few beers and watching TV, he jumped up on Cathy to get petted - all of a sudden
she jumps up with a sick, disgusted look on her face and yells 'Casey' !

A few seconds later, the scent drifted over to where Tom and I were sitting and we all rushed out of the living room into the kitchen, gagging !

In January, with the outside temps hovering around 10°, I had to open
all the living room windows, spray
the room with Lysol air freshener,
and run a box fan for 10 minutes
to clear the room ! My kitty had
put ME to shame, in spite of my reputation as a purveyor of deadly fumes ! Never made that mistake again !

Funny ! This scene was strongly reminiscent of the John Belushi
movie 'K-9', where he gave his
German Shepherd partner (Gerry
Lee) a big bowl of chili with very similar results - just wish I'd seen
that movie BEFORE giving any to
my cat !