Obeast hygiene Years ago I worked in a grocery store.  There was a former female that used to come into the store that looked almost exactly like Precious, but about 100 pounds heavier.  This heifer had at least four chins, no neck to be found, and rolls of lard hanging over her knees that were so thick that she couldn't bend them.  Her double fupa was so large that sitting in the electronic carts squashed into the handlebars to the point the she was completely unable to steer, forcing her to waddle up and down the aisles in some perverse version of the duck walk. Normally I would have that hilarious, but there was a problem. Unable to walk at pace that could could beat a snail in a race, she ended up staying in the store for a minimum of an hour when she came in.  Due to her size and laziness, she NEVER showered. Not even once. Her stench was so overpowering that the pregnant cashiers always threw up when she entered the store. This had the unfortunate side effect of removing several cashiers from the registers as they had to retreat in self defense. That slowed down the lines and guaranteed that the cow was in the store for even longer. Saying that she reeked is the understatement of the millennium. She smelled like a rotting corpse in a sewage treatment plant. If she had been sprayed by a skunk, no one would have been able to tell.  There was an actual trail of revolting rancid body odor wherever she went that was so foul and pervasive that it actually remained in the area for over a half hour after she was gone. Even if no one saw her come in, we could still tell that she was in the store. Other customers would actually abandon their groceries, leave the store and come back to shop later. Despite the mounting complaints, the managers never banned her from the store. (Probably afraid of a lawsuit if they did.) However, they did buy some industrial sized fans to place in the aisles after she left. To get this to work as quickly as possible, they would leave the doors wide open, which naturally caused all of the cool air to escape and the temperature in the store to rise by 10 to 15 degrees. The really fucked up thing is that I'm not exaggerating even a little. And this creature was only in her twenties. As if we needed further proof that Twinkie terrorists shouldn't be allowed out in public. TLDR: Disgusting fat fuck smelled so bad that she cleared out a grocery store every time she went shopping.