Oh, That...........SMELL!

Why is it that your sense of smell de-sensitizes so quickly? Perhaps I was in denial?

Everyone who visited me over the past two weeks has either screamed out, or politely made a face and said nothing. Apparenltly, there was an odor that I sort of smelled but completely chalked up to my extreme housekeeping abilites. Surley there was a Noble prize winning science project growing in the back of the fridge, or pehaps a piece of rotting meat had escaped the Hefty bag into the bottom of the trash can only to create a life of its own. The disposal? i was sure it was just me and my lack of cleanliness (next to Godliness you know). Until Kelley who would never politely keep her mouth shut exclaimed upon entry through the front door, " Oh.......My.........God, it smells like ASS in here!" Ahhhhhh, the love of a good friend! Having herad enough about it, I called the condo association right then and told them about the henious odor. They suggested a dead animal........nice! They sent the "crew" to sniff it out. Of course they smelled it upon entry and went right for the Kitchen, just as I had imagined. I prepared to be embarassed..........As I cringed waiting to be chastized for my poor housekeeping abilites, one of the guys said "let's check the crawl space". So.....they donned thier Ghostbuster suits and coal miners lamps and descended into the darkness that is the 60 year old crawl space under my house. As they disappeared into the hole I heard them all scream out, just as my "friends" had all done. And like roaches when the light comes on, they scrambled out of the hole gasping for breath. They informed me that the cap had disappeared from the sewer pipe. Disappeared? Hello? Who would take it? They said the smell underneath the house was a million times worse than in the house. Well, good! So they found a new cap, replaced it and were on thier way. So........Ok.....................wait! What fell out of the poop........er............I mean pipe? What is cooking down there under my house?It has been 36 hours since the "cap off" and Suzanne just came over and the first words out of her subtle mouth were " it still smells like BAD Cauliflower in here". Apparenlty, sewer pipe escapee Poop conitues to stinkeven when the juices it cooks in are removed. What exactly is the shelf-life of Poop? When can I expect my visitors to smile upon entry to my home?

Anyone..............................................?