The only truth to that statement is that bad smells DO haunt me especially when I attend conventions with a bunch of people who apparently don't believe in hygiene since they've been camping out all night. The worst offenders at Comic Con were the free hug hipsters and some random guy who pretended to be in their group, but they were like "I really don't know this person." He smelled like fish, armpit, and oddly enough axe like he tried to cover it up but it just blended with the nasty.