I worked with a guy here in Germany....who owned a vehicle and was a hunter. The day came when he needed to part with the vehicle, and sold it to a co-worker.
Today, around a year later....the co-worker and I were chatting....and the vehicle came up in discussion. She admitted....it was a really nice vehicle and well maintained....but there was this smell. After purchasing it....she noticed this faint but always present smell.
Our friend used the vehicle as his hunting vehicle....and always brought home the dead boars or birds in the back. Needless to say....a bit of smell ended up permanently staying there.
I asked her how bad this got....and she just grinned. She hinted that it was now a daily smell and she was ready to take drastic measures.
I paused over this.....I’m a Bama guy and always supportive of hunters and their passion. In the old days.....real Bama hunters all had pick-ups and you could always dump a cup of bleach on the bed and just hose down the situation. Today....using an SUV.....you’ve got problems with hauling dead boars.
I will predict that within a year.....she ends up selling the vehicle to some guy and putting up some fancy smell stuff to keep the animal smell down. Eventually, that new owner will start to suspect that a dead something was in the vehicle....and eventually pull up the carpet in the back....to freak out when blood stains are obvious. This guy will call the cops....they will haul my associate in for possible murder charges, and then tests will confirm the dead animal situation.
If she were smart then, she’d just announce to the new owner and the cops that she was into satanic rituals and butchered up wild boars as part of the ceremony....just to end this entire discussion. The new buyer is not going to desire to get his name in the local paper having bought some vehicle from a lady satanic worshiper who butchers up her own wild boar.
You can imagine the look on the faces of the cops when this blonde gal mentions all of this....and the animal part of the ceremony....and they might be all weepy eyed over finding a gal who got into their same interests.