The Scent of a Woman

According to an article published by Ethology, a woman's scent can either attract or repel potential mates. Tell me something I don't know:

A woman's body odour can help her attract men when she is at her most fertile and repel them when she is not, scientists have said.
According to a report in the journal Ethology, when a woman is at the most fertile part of the menstrual cycle her armpit odour is at its mildest.

But when she is having a period, and not ready for pregnancy, the smell changes to an acute, repellent odour.

To add about 300 degrees of disgustingness to that, I just happened to be eating a bowl of tomato soup and munching down on a Ketchup sandwich when I read the article, so that didn't help matters.

So far all I have learned is that smelly broads nauseate men, while clean smelling women don't. Surprise, surprise, you could have floored me with a feather.

The 12 women were restricted from eating certain foods and from using deodorant or hormonal contraceptive.

They provided odour samples on the armpit pads, which were then presented to 42 men, who sniffed them and assessed the attractiveness of the scent.

Could I get a clean-up in aisle six, I just threw up all over the floor.

What were the scientists trying to prove exactly? They get twelve women, restrict them from using deodorant, and then let some fetish monkeys sniff their pits. I've seen some pretty rude porn in my life, but this takes the cake.

"The results suggest that body odour can be used by men as a cue to the fertile period in current or prospective sexual partners," he added.

"Wow, baby, you really stink, wanna have sex?"

Other than I've come to the realization that scientists are perverted and demented assholes, I really haven't learned very much from this research whatsoever. Without the benefit of hundreds of thousands of dollars in research grants, I could have told you that men aren't attracted to foul smelling women, they actually prefer women that don't smell like a horses ass.

I'm pretty sure I know what's going on here. A bunch of scientists, who couldn't get laid if they glued a $100 bill on their forehead and visited a whore-house, decided the best (legal) way to get their rocks off, was to come up with a bizarre experiment that gave them a chance to smell a bunch of chicks. That's sad. Smart, but sad.