Sitting there I could smell the stench. Wow! Whew! It for sure was bad!Worst Iever smelt. I guess that explained the buzzards circling overhead and hoards of black flies still swarming the area, practically covering the whole shanty, like old roofing paper. It was so bad that the hounds from hell howled for hours, nonstop, as the neighbors stared out of their windows, like I'm some kind of convict or something. I just wanted the cops to drive me away.