I knew a guy, with few synapses firing in his brain, who insisted on leaving his hunting clothes, including some prime vintage Woolrich, draped over his fence from October 'til New Years so as to banish all human odors. Year after year, rain or shine, the stuff was out there quietly rotting away. He always looked like a homeless guy in the Bowery. Never mind his clothes certainly didn't reek, but he did, as he refused to bathe until hunting season was over- didn't want any soap or deodorant scent to alert the deer...
I took to refusing him entry into my truck when we went hunting.
Last edited by gnoahhh; 10/29/15.
