Bob hadn't thought about it until this very moment. The Not Quick Stop had smelled like ass for days. Bob hadn't thought it was his ass - but maybe it was? Taking a second Bob delicately sniffed his armpit. Fuck.
Walking over and tapping Jay on the shoulder Bob mimed 'stinky' and then pointed at the two of them. Pulling out his journal he opened the book to the pages about the working showers in the gym.