a good friend of mine went with me to the Giants parade, but he freakin' stank all day. A nice combo of stale cigarettes (he's a regular smoker), flu-breath and a very slight whiff of "I didn't wipe very well today". I could smell it as soon as he got in the car this morning and I had my nose buried in my shirt collar on the train over because he was seated next to me. Eeeeccccchhh!!