Nose For Scents Prints

Man with big nose smelling various things.

I'm at the shrub with the empty bag of pretzels we sniffed last week. Where are you?

"Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, onion bagel with Nutella and cream cheese, dirt, dirt, dirt..."

'Have you no common scents?!'

"I'm getting cinnamon, brandy, nutmeg, a hint of Alsatian."

'That strange smell, George.. is FRESH AIR!'

"Do you smell something?"

'No, that's not my shaving lotion. We've been burning cow chips in the wood stove.'

An Excellent Nose for Wine.

'He'll love this cologne. It has the scent of an undervalued stock.'

Pheromones.

'It's for the girl who's in a hurry.'

Old Book Smell

'(Sniff!)... Hey! Somebody stole my identity!'

'It's nice to meet you Otto. Your scent precedes you.'

'I say we back off: I can't smell fear at all...'

"Uh-oh,...she smells another dog in my portfolio..."

"Is that Penny I smell? It's been so long... Hold on, is this Dougie? No way! That crazy mongrel, he is nuts! I remember that time he chased those kids on skateboards all the way down Cliff Street. Wait, is this Rosie?!"

"You get your money back if your don't get laid in seven days."

'Do you like my new fragrance - It's called 'Surrender'.'

Again, that's yours.

"Well done, yes, it's a skunk scent. Concentrate though, can you smell the faint trace of perfume? It's a female skunk..."

'To cure your dog I suggest you change your aftershave lotion, Mr Lutshbuddle.'

'It's easy to follow the No Deodorant Kid.'

You're right. It's not fear I smell but angst with a hint of regret.

'Garlic or non-garlic?'

'Don't pay any attention to him . . . his social networking relies on his sense of smell.'

"Whore of Babylon?"

'I'm not happy with my 'honey and lilac' shampoo.'

"Young Master downright lied to Mistress! I can smell he didn't use soap or shampoo when he took his bath!"

At the animal perfume fair.

Skunk to psychologist: 'It doesn't do me any good to stop and smell the roses.'

"Absolutely perfect! How did you know?"

'Do you have one called Job?'

"Penny, what is that scent you have on? I must know." "Don't you just love it, Lucy? It's dead rat."