B.O.

What. The. Hell.

Is it so hard to shower with soap once a day? Is it too time-consuming to throw on some deodorant, and maybe dab on a little cologne/perfume? Even pat a bit of Gold Bond on your ass and sac?

Seriously, what's wrong with people? Can they not tell their stank is wilting wildlife and foliage as they pass? And even if their olfactory doesn't work so well, can they not tell that every day that goes by, they get a little saltier and stickier?

Horrendous.

And it's not like you can avoid a mephitic offender - you don't know one until it's too late: this problem spreads across all age, ethnic, and religious demographics. All except class, of course.

Absolutely disgusting.

I don't fling poop at you, do I? Fart in your general direction? Then why fill the air with your Eau de Armpit? Why must you invade my life with your wafting crotch rot?

And of course, there's no good way to confront someone about it, though the reciprocally appropriate action would be a sock full of nickels to the face.

Take a freaking bath, people.