Once I was on a business trip to San Antonio, on the last night of the trip we went to a restaurant that served wine, bread, olive oil, and crushed garlic to dip the bread in. Basically all you could eat and drink. I woke up at 4 am in my motel room to a garlic/wine hangover. The smell was just steeping thru my flesh, I tried to soak in the tub before catching my 7 am flight home, but by the time I was dressed and arriving at the airport, I knew I still reeked of garlic.
The flight of course was packed full, I tried to make small talk with the young attractive woman sitting next to me, but it was pretty clear I was the source of the overpowering smell. To the best of my recollection, there was no AC on the flight. I pretended to sleep, trying to will myself into a low metabolism state.
I vowed that day never to consume that much garlic I public again.
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