Went out to lunch one day with a co-worker. We took my car. I thought "Man, this guy is whiffy!" He seems like a clean guy, I couldn't figure out what the deal was. Did he not shower after his soccer game last night? I come out after work thinking the smell will be gone, but it's still overbearing! Scratch my head and let it go. Disappears after a day or two.
That weekend my boss invites me to go see ZZ Top with some friends of his. I figure I should clean my car since you never know when someone will want a ride in these situations. So I move my seat to clean underneath, and lo and behold there is an open Tupperware container of Chicken Wing bones! I had brought leftovers to work one day, set the (closed) container in the back footwell and forgotten them. When Pete rode in my car, he pushed the seat back, simultaneously knocking off the lid and hiding the wings under the seat!
Jim: "Hey Pete. You remember that day we went out to lunch - did you notice that smell?" Pete: "Uh, yes I did." Jim: "I thought it was you! It turned out to be chicken wings under your seat!" Pete: "No kidding? That's what it was?" Jim: "Yeah! I told everyone it was you." Pete: "And I told everyone it was you!"