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Febreze Sport Spray: The Easy Way to “Smell Swell”

Procter & Gamble was kind enough to send along some of the new Febreze Sport Spray for me to test out.

Spray it on shoes, gym bags, workout gear and clothes and that not good funky smell is gone … this is the the kind of no real effort cleaning I like … hey, it smells good, it must be clean ๐Ÿ™‚ And NFL approved.

They also sent along some extra so drop a comment on what smelly thing story below and I’ll select some ‘winners’ and send you one.

I’ll start with a story – remember that Seinfeld episode about the valet driver who stunk up his car – I can totally relate. I play basketball against this beefy sweaty guy and while my usual defense involves me waving my arms from a great distance, I accidentally ran into him a few times – and his sweat somehow formed a bond-o to my arm.

After the game on the drive home, I’m thinking – wow, I am really stinking up the car – what a workout – little did I know.

After my shower, it was like – man, I still smell, WTH?

And in trying to trace the smell, it was on my arm and it was bad.

I soaped up like a surgeon, I splashed Old Spice, New Spice and that pine scented air gel on my arm for 10-minutes and I could still smell him! I swear I could smell that guy on my arm for 3 days … and another bit of advice, when a really stinky guy stinks up your forearm, people really do not enjoy your thrusting your forearm under people’s noses and declaring, “Smell this stinky guy still on my arm!” They either throw up on your forearm or they punch you … humm, did my story have a point?

This would probably be a more entertaining story if I could illustrate. ๐Ÿ™‚

So enter below, I’ll throw in one of our checklist magazines to the winner(s) with the words:



Contest ends Friday 1/16/2011 11:59:59 PST (US only).

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15 January 2011 Retail 24 Comments


  • John in Missouri says:

    This is officially the least commented Contest in the history of Take5. ๐Ÿ™

    Do we have a winner as of yet?

  • John in Missouri says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is as follows: my daughter LOVES bugs, and tries to catch as many as she can. She’ll usually put them in a container with breathing holes, but this past Summer she put a cricket in one of those small Glad containers with a “screw-on” lid. We must have been going somewhere in the minivan when this happened, and she left the container inside.

    For 2 months.

    So this past Fall, we’re all in the minivan driving somewhere, and my wife finds it in the middle storage section, and tells our daughter that she can’t continue to use Mommy’s containers for storing bugs. My wife opened the container to dispose of it, and it let out a stench that was indescribable, especially for a little ol’ cricket! My wife was going to toss out just the cricket, but wound up tossing out the whole thing.


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is as follows: I drink a lot of soda through a straw, which in turn causes a lot of flatulence. (see recent Dr. Oz episode).
    I could use a bottle of Febreze.
    It’s not for me; it’s for the guys that I work with. An alternative name for me would be DanversMAFarthard….
    yeah…I could probably use two bottles.

  • carscrazydd says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is also a true story – although I remember I mentioned to myself I would not tell anyone, but here goes – hope no one gets sick!

    Several years ago my wife and I bought a Hoover Steam Vac instead of calling out professional carpet cleaners. A couple of days and the carpets looked really nice. We decided we would make everyone remove their shoes when they came in the house to help keep the carpet clean longer. The plan was going well until my daughter, her boyfriend and kids came to visit. They hadn’t been here a few minutes when I came down-stairs and stopped dead in my tracks by the front door. It smelled like someone had just thrown up alot somewhere and I immediately started searching for it. Not finding anything I yelled for my daughter in the back room and asked her if any of her kids were not feeling well to which she replied no and then she asked why. I said because something stinks in here and it smells like someone got sick. Her and her boyfriend came to the front to help look and I noticed the smell got worse and I almost got sick myself. I have cleaned up childrens throw up before but initially not finding it when I thought it would be very easy to find threw me for a loop. When none of us could find anything, I went to the back room and noticed the smell was there also. Immediately I started looking for signs of throw up in that room also, but could find nothing. Standing there in the room dumb-founded, my daughter and her boyfriend joined me again and the smell got worse. Finally I figured out it was his shoes by the front door and his feet that were causing the smell and I almost got sick again! Turning to my daughter she looked at me as if to say “I just figured it out too, Dad”. At that point, I just walked away and within a minute, my daughter and company were out the door. She called me moments later and apologized. I asked her if she knew and she said no, he never takes his shoes off around me. I told her to tell him to wash his feet and get some new shoes, she said she already did. However, the smell didn’t leave when they did. The wife and I had to open up the house for the rest of the day, closed it up before bed – next morning it was back.
    We had to re-clean the carpet in the front and back rooms, clean the hardwood floor foyer and the kitchen/dining room vinyl to get rid of the smell on the floor. There was still a hint of it so we had to clean the curtains and Lysol the whole first floor and leave the house. Would have been nice to have some Febreze! I remember being thankful that I didn’t errantly start looking upstairs with the daughter and boyfriend in tow, upstairs is full carpet!!!!!!

  • Mikey says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is a true story…the first time I met my in-laws we were all hanging out in the living room talking. They had this beautiful australian shepherd named “Sugar”. My brother in-law let sugar outside because she was hyper(my mother in law did not see sugar go outside). Sugar has her indoor bed next to a love seat which was where my mother in-law was sitting. So about 15 minutes goes by and out of no where someone farted really loud and all of the sudden my mother in-law said “Sugar you need to go outside you stink!!” We all started laughing hysterically when my father in-law said “honey, Sugars outside”. My mother in-law turned so red and had no idea what to say. It was a one of those moments where you had to be there. I was so embarrased i just blurted out “we are all human” and i think that made her feel more embarressed. I would use that sport spray on that poor couch she was sitting on:).
    I’m so glad my mother in-law does not know about this site or I would be dead! That’s my stink stank stunk story I will never forget.

  • quercy says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is… years ago I was collecting rent from a 16 apartment building. During my collect one of the renter tell me about a strange smell in the lobby (I could smell it too but was not very strong just wrong) and seems to come from the apartment facing theirs. He also mentioned he didn’t see the old woman who lives there for several days… We look at each other as soon he finished to say that with the same thinking “Do you think she dead?”… I had of course the keys for all apartments. I was scared to death to open this door. When I did a wave from hell hit us let me tell you. We back up like if it was an explosion! we came back with wet towel around our face to reduce the smell… We walked in calling her name… no response. Entering the kitchen the smell get stronger and stronger. There was a freezer about 3 X 5 feet…. I noticed the little orange light in front was off… I opened the door and horror! Smell intensifies so much then we ran on the balcony to get fresh air before getting sick. The freezer was mainly filled with meat. We found out later the old lady plug the freezer connected to a 3-way switch. In fact she thought she was closing the light. A cleaning company came but we could still smell it in the lobby for weeks…! I still remember the smell very well. It will never been erased from my memory…

  • Monica says:

    I was working at a company with this guy who had the worst BO and was unfortunately also very friendly when one daaaaay… I was talking to a friend and the BO guy walked up behind me (downwind apparently since I could usually smell him coming) and put is arm around my shoulders. Being 5 feet tall, my shoulder fit neatly in his armpit. I nearly passed out. Once I managed to wrench myself from his stinky grasp, I realized that the shoulder of my favorite shirt had been contaminated. I sprayed it with perfume which only made it worse and I ended up having to go home early just to get that awful smell away from me before I barfed. I washed it several times and even took it to the dry cleaners, but nothing could ever remove the stench and I had to throw it away ๐Ÿ™

  • DJ says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is: Having to buy a 10 pack of cars to get a doc hudson with red rims.
    ok so thats not true but it would stink. i have seen 3 pack with red rimmed doc but didnt get it.

  • Tipped Tractor says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is as follows: I was recently given a “new to me” work car. Although I am happy with the car itself, the previous employee was a heavy smoker and the car stinks. I have spent the last two days trying to get the smell out, to the point that I have killed many a brain cell with harsh chemicals. Now the car smells like odor fighting cleaner and tobacco smoke and I’m slowly starting to lose precious childhood memories.

  • PirateDad says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is a heart warming tale of “Love Thy Neighbor”. In University, I, of course, was very studious and found the constant partying of my neighbors rather inconvenient. After several times asking and sending of fruit baskets later, and the noise levels still persisted. Knot one to make a fuss, I simply tried a new tactic….Sardines… I strategically placed Sardines in every heat vent in their house, under every bed, inside every pillow case, and of course, within their shoes.
    Seemingly a simple fix, I mean just remove the offending sardines from the premises, so I made the game slightly more challenging, by placing recently deceased rodents, including a bat I happened upon within couch cushions and in the springs of sofa and chairs.
    For some reasons, party goers forsook the ‘offending’ house of my neighbors and we all lived happily ever after…..

  • 5oclockshadow says:

    I love when people say…

    “This is the worst thing I have smelled in my life, here, smell this”

    ummm no thanks..

  • PMCQ says:

    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story ….

    I work a Procter & Gamble ๐Ÿ˜‰

  • Lorri says:

    Contest Entry
    My STINK story is….
    Years ago, we were helping my in-laws move. They were custom building their own house and in the interim they had rented a small house. So they had left many boxes already packed, in the garage of the rental house. Well the house ended up taking about 2 years to build.
    So on moving day, we were in the garage moving the pile of boxes. At the bottom of the pile was an old Coleman cooler. My brother in law lifts it up. It is heavy. He opens the lid. BAM like a punch in the face this awful smell jumps out. Turns out my mother in law had emptied her freezer of meat intending to just transport it in the cooler. It had been forgotten in a hot garage, and now I know what 2 year old meat smells like. My brothers in law started smoking cigars in the garage to try to make it smell better. The gross end to the story was I saw my father in law trying to wash it out in the back yard. Never asked him what he did with it. It was by far the worst thing I have ever smelled and I have two kids.

  • Micky says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is โ€ฆ

    A while ago I was babysitting a friends precious baby girl. Not having kids of my own, I canโ€™t imagine why she even considered me to care for her little angel. Apparently she was either a trusting soul or desperate (I believe it was the latter). Anyway, little baby was a bit fussy today, probably coming down with something, she said as she ran out the front door dropping a bag full of, what I found out later were, disposable diapers. Little did I know that I would need the contents of that bag!

    I put her blankie on the living room floor and laid her down so we could play together. The smell started soon after. It was subtle at first then building to a blinding stink. I froze with fear. Donโ€™t laugh all you moms and dads out there but I had never changed a diaper before. I went to the bag her mom left and found the solution. Now all I had to do was figure out how to get that stinky thing off her and put a clean one on without passing out. The smell circulated through the entire house. Ever time the air conditioner kicked on, the house got a new round of smell. Layer after layer all day long.

    I did manage to find the courage to remove the stinky diaper, wipe her bottom, and put a clean one on. By the end of the day we were both sick, she was crying and I felt like sh…., well you know how I felt.

    PS. I had to change the air conditioner filter to finally get rid of the smell.

    • carscrazydd says:

      A contender for the No. 1 spot Met, I thought my story and a few others so far have been pretty smelly – but I’ve been raising kids/helping raise grand-kids for 30 years. I can imagine with realism what this STINK, STANK, STUNK day was for you Micky, but reading your story also made me laugh so hard I had to wipe my eyes a couple times! Hilarious, after the fact! Thanks for sharing this.

      • Micky says:

        Glad you liked my stinky story. She’s all grown up now and would probably die of embarrassment if she knew I told this story.

        Your stinky story was pretty funny. I laughed out loud when I got to the part about the smelly feet!

  • NC says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK story is: O ce when we were camping, we were playing a card game and we heard some rustling in the area around the tent and smelled something bad. We eventually discovered that a skunk had sprayed around the tent!

  • John in Missouri says:


    My STINK, STANK, STUNK Story is as follows: we smelled a funky smell at work for most of a Monday morning. Everyone was looking around for old food lying around, or for dog poop on the bottoms of their shoes, but we couldn’t find the source of the smell. Then someone realized that there was a dead mouse behind their PC. It must have been there all weekend. Talk about STINK, STANK, STUNK!!!

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