Been there, but elsewhere; I somehow got it into my head as a child that brushing my teeth was some kind of plot to ruin them. (Hey, what can I say? I grew up in central F’law’da, where fluoride conspiracies are king. Also, my teeth had just recently turned “sensitive.”) And of course your olfactory sensors fatigue almost spontaneously, so you don’t smell what a person just walking into the room gets a spine-curdling whiff of. I had Horror Breath that I myself was immune to, and thought that was awesome.
Why the hell didn’t my parents make it happen? They washed my mouth out with soap once (yes, that happened), but wouldn’t make me brush? Bewwwww!
But an afternoon of drilling and filling at the dentist put me back on the right track to good hygiene. I actually had to dial back because I was scrubbing the enamel off.
I had this phase once, but it didn’t go on for too long, maybe a week. It’s a sort of denial-of-growing-up thing, I think. Just can’t come to terms with the fact that it’s yet ANOTHER THING you have to do every day in order to be presentable and hygienic. Kids are just adverse to that sort of thing. It may re-manifest as an adult when you have your own private place…and then you never get dressed if you’re not going out!
Ha! Yeah. I remember in art school one of my friends would never shower, and when I asked him why, he just sat there and said, “there’s no one here that I want to impress.”
I could never do that. I’m just sleepy and grimey in the morning until I shower :)
I had a teacher who at the start of class one day surprised us with a general indiscriminate lecture about how our bodies are changing and sweating more and we need to shower regularly and wear deodorant. There was an overwhelming sense of awkwardness amongst the class knowing everyone’s either wondering “Who’s the smelly one?” or worrying “Oh god, he’s talking about me!”
I actually started using it in 1st grade, not because I smelled extremely bad or out of the ordinary, but because I was obsessed with smells. I used to complain my class mates stank, which made me a bit unpopular hehe. It wasn’t until 7th grade that our science teacher told the entire class after P.E. that she refused to give teach and subsequently fail us all until everyone started taking a shower and using Deo, specially after P.E. that everyone started doing it too. Suddenly my hygiene obsessions weren’t so far-fetched
It- it’s a stink like canned tamales and paprika. I was all too familiar with it cause apparently, according to Your Own Farts law, your BO never reaches your own nose easily.
Been there, but elsewhere; I somehow got it into my head as a child that brushing my teeth was some kind of plot to ruin them. (Hey, what can I say? I grew up in central F’law’da, where fluoride conspiracies are king. Also, my teeth had just recently turned “sensitive.”) And of course your olfactory sensors fatigue almost spontaneously, so you don’t smell what a person just walking into the room gets a spine-curdling whiff of. I had Horror Breath that I myself was immune to, and thought that was awesome.
Why the hell didn’t my parents make it happen? They washed my mouth out with soap once (yes, that happened), but wouldn’t make me brush? Bewwwww!
But an afternoon of drilling and filling at the dentist put me back on the right track to good hygiene. I actually had to dial back because I was scrubbing the enamel off.
Yes, I can see that. Wow, you went to both ends of the spectrum there :)
My parents sat me down and asked me if I didn’t want to lose all my teeth like my grandparents I needed to brush. After that, everyday :)
I think most of us had that moment in our teenage years. :D
Teenage?! Wow, I’m glad I didn’t let it go that long :)
I love the swagger in panel 1
Yeah, I can almost hear a funky bass line being played in the background.
LOL Thanks! I had to act that one out :)
The roadkill reminds me of the animated “recycle a pet!” ad from the 1990s’ live action Robocop TV series. Heh heh heh.
Also, the reaction face in panel 5 is freakin’ priceless! Awesome strip :)
LOL Thanks! Man, I wanna see the live action Robocop show! I’m going to look that up!
heh, my mom constantly tells me the same, the difference is that i dont have a sense of smell at all
Yikes! Aren’t you glad she does? :)
It’s hard to estimate a damage you can’t imagine well based on previous experience
Eh, I never had a problem bathing or using deodorant or anything. The real question is, why didn’t your parents just MAKE you?
I’d be damned if my kid was the stinky kid in class.
Well, my parents liked me learning for myself so it really sunk in. I bet if they made me, then there wouldn’t be a comic about it! :)
I had this phase once, but it didn’t go on for too long, maybe a week. It’s a sort of denial-of-growing-up thing, I think. Just can’t come to terms with the fact that it’s yet ANOTHER THING you have to do every day in order to be presentable and hygienic. Kids are just adverse to that sort of thing. It may re-manifest as an adult when you have your own private place…and then you never get dressed if you’re not going out!
Ha! Yeah. I remember in art school one of my friends would never shower, and when I asked him why, he just sat there and said, “there’s no one here that I want to impress.”
I could never do that. I’m just sleepy and grimey in the morning until I shower :)
Ok, so your parents didn’t force you because they wanted you to learn from your own experience.
BUT, what of the teachers?? D-:
Oh, I have a whole page all about standardized testing coming up… :)
I had a teacher who at the start of class one day surprised us with a general indiscriminate lecture about how our bodies are changing and sweating more and we need to shower regularly and wear deodorant. There was an overwhelming sense of awkwardness amongst the class knowing everyone’s either wondering “Who’s the smelly one?” or worrying “Oh god, he’s talking about me!”
LOL! That sounds horrible! I’m surprised a teacher would even do that! That must have been one stinky kid! :)
Deodorant aye? Sounds like some pretty fancy pants stuff, wear your musk proudly I says, show them who’s boss!
Yum.
You’re lucky that you got to figure it out for yourself. I had the news broken to me by a classmate who asked if I had a stink bomb up my butt.
Aw! What are friends for?! :)
I actually started using it in 1st grade, not because I smelled extremely bad or out of the ordinary, but because I was obsessed with smells. I used to complain my class mates stank, which made me a bit unpopular hehe. It wasn’t until 7th grade that our science teacher told the entire class after P.E. that she refused to give teach and subsequently fail us all until everyone started taking a shower and using Deo, specially after P.E. that everyone started doing it too. Suddenly my hygiene obsessions weren’t so far-fetched
Ha! You were so ahead of the curve–you were like a smell trend-setter! :)
It- it’s a stink like canned tamales and paprika. I was all too familiar with it cause apparently, according to Your Own Farts law, your BO never reaches your own nose easily.