Weird smells you love.

[Cup o' Wisps]

Gasoline and the sort - pretty much anything you get at a truck stop, freon, wet dog, burning paper, melting plastic, and last on my little list that I can think of would be burnt coffee. Not coffee, I don't like the smell of coffee, especially those fancy shmits, no we're talking burnt dinner at 3am -closer to 4, coffee. The crap you could let sit for 10 minutes and use as heavy grease lube on mechanics. Served in the kind of dinner locals tend to not visit, but those neighborhoods away do. The one with that waitress with the facial scar who you can't tell if they're 40 or 50 or 30, and even though it's almost 4am they have their kids with them sleeping in the booths in the back of the place. Serving the kind of coffee that makes you forget how tired or how bad your headache is, it kicks you and your physical reaction looks like you just hand a strong-ass brandy. God I love that stuff.
I want coffee now...

[Professor Yoshi]

Originally Posted by Cup o' Wisps

Served in the kind of dinner locals tend to not visit, but those neighborhoods away do. The one with that waitress with the facial scar who you can't tell if they're 40 or 50 or 30, and even though it's almost 4am they have their kids with them sleeping in the booths in the back of the place. Serving the kind of coffee that makes you forget how tired or how bad your headache is, it kicks you and your physical reaction looks like you just hand a strong-ass brandy. God I love that stuff.

That description is spot on, it's like poetry. I just have to say this here, I love sixty's awesome ramblings.

[Brewmeister]

Masonite. (Lap boards in grade-school were made of this sweet smelling pressed fiber board.)
Burnt sugar. (My grandma used to burn sugar to scent the house.)
A woman's chest (right below the neck) after a good romping. (pheromones, I guess)

[Malignanttoe]

I'm going to be the voice of disturbing revelation here and ask the age old question -

Who likes the smell of their own farts?

[Cup o' Wisps]

Malig, I bet you enjoy eating asparagus and then taking a piss, don't you?

[Malignanttoe]

Originally Posted by Cup o' Wisps

Malig, I bet you enjoy eating asparagus and then taking a piss, don't you?

I don't eat green things. Green is the color of death.

From the bible -
"I looked and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Asparagus, and Green Beans were following close behind him."

Proof. Factual. Fair. Unbiased.
Gimme a dollar.

[Ronove]

But green is the color of Death! That dollar will kill you!

[Malignanttoe]

Originally Posted by Ronove

But green is the color of Death! That dollar will kill you!

I meant a dollar in change of course! ;P

[Barbatos]

Originally Posted by Brewmeister

A woman's chest (right below the neck) after a good romping. (pheromones, I guess)

Amen to this. there's something about a woman's smell that's awesome.

[Cup o' Wisps]

Chlorine.
You know those activity centers with the indoor pool? That chocking hazard smell of chlorinated death? Yeah. Love it. I totally forgot I loved that smell. Where you swear that isn't grout or caulk or whatever around the pool or in the tiles, it's calcified fossilized solidified chlorine deposits from centuries of public pool use.

And old stale soda that is slightly starting to grow mold. Smells sweet.