What a great and original thread idea, props Tex.

 

2 smells I can always remember have to do with seasons.

 

Summer = Fresh water on hot asphault.

Winter = Cold Air and Chimney Smoke

 

Those both flash me right back to Park Forest in the early 90's

Anybody ever smell hockey bag? One of the worst smells in history.

I have to admit, I've never seen an ass vacuum, big or small . . .  

:headshake

 

Freshly cut grass (NOT freshly mowed lawn, there's a big difference)

 

Barbecue From a Distance

 

Outdoor Fire

 

 

I agree on the grass. I used to love when my dad would cut the grass on Saturday mornings with the dew still on it...

 

I'm not a fan of outdoor fire for the simple reason that it lingers with you and the next day it reaks stale. Like cigarette smoke. :puke

 

I love the smell of fresh cut strawberries.

Anybody ever smell hockey bag?  One of the worst smells in history.

I was a goalie for many years.

Goalie equipment bag = even worse than position players' equipment bag.

 

:puke

Allways. Musical Youth is a great band.

 

Pass the dutchie on the left hand side.

 

B&R, why is Billy Ocean's crotch glowing in your avatar? It's FREAKIN' ME OUT!!!

B&R, why is Billy Ocean's crotch glowing in your avatar?  It's FREAKIN' ME OUT!!!

 

Maybe its his favorite childhood smell?

Maybe its his favorite childhood smell?

 

 

Nice...real nice...

I was a goalie for many years.

Goalie equipment bag = even worse than position players' equipment bag.

 

:puke

 

 

Lol, that's me as well... My dad wont even go into the room with my equipment.

Nothing better than the smell of a locker room after a victory . . .

 

Linkage here to hockey confirmation seems this fetish may be spreading

 

MOSCOW - As you wander through the hallowed hallways of Moscow's Red Army Ice Palace, mounds of debris crunch underfoot. Giant metal rods protrude through the ceiling above. That miserable, pungent smell of sweat frosting inside unwashed hockey equipment wafts unchecked near the locker room door.

Fresh-cut grass

When I was growing up I always used to look forward to the fall. Reason being the leaves changing colors was awesome but that sweet smell in the air that came along with it was just to die for.

Campfires.

Crisp mornings.

Clean Sheets.

When I was growing up I always used to look forward to the fall.  Reason being the leaves changing colors was awesome but that sweet smell in the air that came along with it was just to die for.

 

the smell of deer rifles being shot?