As promised previously in this thread, I ordered some for my buddy's birthday and had it sent to him. He had no idea where it came from, it just showed up in his mailbox. He was delighted to receive it, of course. The stuff smells like the smegma you'd find between William "The Refrigerator" Perry's ass cheeks after 60 minutes of football in Miami during an August heat wave.
The following weekend we went to a "Flolfing" event in Lake Worth. It's a mini-golf and drinking event where 18 houses in the neighborhood set up a goony-golf hole in their backyard. We sprayed Liquid Ass everywhere, making particularly sure that each hole on each green was thoroughly soaked with the foul smelling substance. People behind us therefore had their golf balls, and then their hands, covered in the stuff. By the "19th Hole" after party, people were complaining loudly.
None got it worse than the official mascot of the event, who made the mistake of taking off his giant golfball shaped head and setting it down on a golf cart. My buddy, seizing the opportunity, walked by and sprayed Liquid Ass in the head. Moments later we asked him for a photo, which prompted him to put the head back on, gag loudly and immediately struggle to pull it off. I'd sprayed the back of his suit then too. He was red faced and sweaty by the time he got the head off, loudly cursing and screaming that he wasn't doing any more photos.
Here he is in happier times:
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