Before
During a shopping trip my wife and I stocked up on meat for the next 6 months. We had many tubes of ground turkey meat that needed to go into the freezer. When the bags of groceries was set on the ground one of the tubes rolled out and into a pile of my work clothes that had been carelessly tossed on the garage floor. The tube went rancid and filled the garage with the putrid smell of death. Now I also have cats which frequently I inhabit the garage during the cooler parts of the day. I initially thought that the smell was perhaps a bird or mouse or some other small critter that was unfortunate enough to cross paths with my domesticated genocide machine. I sifted through the garage until I found the source of the smell. A small undistinguishable pile of pusulating carcass radiating a nauseating odor capable of knocking even a Nordic God off their throne hiding under my work clothes. I tossed the clothes aside while inadvertently also picking up the remaining meat tube. I scraped up the meat and went about cleaning up the mess I had accidentally created. The first order of business was to cleanse the clothing that had been throughly saturated with the sickening smell. It wasn't until I had opened up the washing machine and was immediately greeted with the smell I had desperately intended to wash away that I realized something was amiss. I removed the clothes and at the bottom sat the tube of meat in question. Through this incident I learned that if you have the smell of rotten meat you want removed from clothes, you'll need to soak the clothes in a tub of OXYclean odor remover for several hours preferably a day and a half.
After
During my shopping trip, my wife and I ate meat for the next six months. There were many ground turkey tubes that needed to be placed in the freezer. When the shopping bag touched, one of the tubes rolled out and became a pile of my work clothes, which was inadvertently thrown onto the garage floor. The pipe sprinted and filled the garage with the smell of death. Currently, some cats live cold in cold places of the day. At first, I thought it might be the smell of another little bird or a creature-like mouse that was unhappy to cross the road in the tame car of genocide. I searched the garage until I found a source of smoke. Hidden under my work clothes was a small, clean pile of corpses that smelled, causing the Norse god to fall from his throne. I accidentally picked up the rest of the meat tube and discarded my clothes. I scraped the meat and went to clean up the mess I had made by mistake. My first job was to clean the fragrant clothes. Only when I was greeted by the smell of trying to wash it after opening the washing machine did I realize that something was wrong. I undressed and downstairs was the meat tube in question. I learned from this incident that if you smell rotten meat that you want to remove from your clothing, you should soak your clothes in a bowl to remove the OxiClean odor for hours, preferably a day and a half.