I served aboard many ships, each having one thing in common: The skidmark of the day! Laundry is done by the berthing compartment and everyone's laundry goes into the same bag. When it comes back from the ship's laundry, whoever is passing out laundry that day has to look at the stencil on the garment and put it on the owner's rack. The one exception to this is "the skidmark of the day". Whoever leaves a skidmark in a pair of white skivvies so tough it survives a wrestling match with the ship's laundry gets his skivvies posted on the bulletin board for all to approve of his skidmark intensity and proficiency. The award is not seen as an embarrassment, but a measure of pride and prowess. Exceptional skivvie wear and tear are exponential point bonuses. The ability to leave a brown streak next to a hole in one's skivvies AND have it survive the ship's laundry is a level of zen few achieve.

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Now that's what a men's room is supposed to smell like!

You gotta be kidding. I've eaten garlic and it is pungent and packs some heat. Piles are a "little tender". You get a garlic clove near my touchole and I'll do bad things, very bad. Scummy, that you've actually put a clove of garlic up your shit chute before and are ready to do it again for the sake of our knowledge, you ARE the man sir, just not the man who I want to be next to with a "fire in the hole" so to speak.