I once thought I had snuck a small one out at the supermarket. I realised it was evil and slid away. A family came up the stairs from the car park right into it. Amid wailing and bashing of teeth from the teenagers, I heard the dad say, “that’s a stink bomb, you can tell by the smell.”
They really should call a fart code in aisle 3 and have someone clean that up fast. As Long as that sucker lingers there no one is buying anything in that aisle.