meth lab odor

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So ennyway a friend asked, why he asked me I don’t know,what is the distinctive or unique odor of a meth lab that we read about in reports of lab busts?? I know they use ether and acetone and all sorts of other -enes and -tones, but I use some of those in my work, What is the " distinctive, unique" odor?

“Pardon me while I have a strange interlude.”-Marx


thanks beatle. That’s just great. I also use sulfuric acid in cleaning and treating some castings, I gonna get busted.

“Pardon me while I have a strange interlude.”-Marx

What is the " distinctive, unique" odor?

Of a meth lab?
they smell slightly sweet,
like death.

a little bit ether, a little bit acetone, and a whole lot of acetic acid.
smells like bohpal india, rotting flesh

thats the distinctive odor, and if you smell it, you die, or are already greatly injured,

Slightly sweet, like death, that’s what it smells like.

The cops busted a lab in my neighborhood some time back. The whole neighborhood smelled (to me anyway) like methanol race fuel.

I need to move.

What’s a meth lab anyway? If you mean methamphetamine laboratory I do know what that is, but only from textbook type descriptions. If they emit an odor that would make them that much easier to detect of course. Of course I know little about all the dangerous chemicals that must be necessary at one point or another.

“What’s right is only half of what’s wrong and
I want a short-haired girl who sometimes wears it twice as long.”
George Harrison - Old Brown Shoe

So we got ethery,ketoney,rotten eggy, rotting flesh smells. Oh yeh, and paranoid dragonflies. All the typical signs of a meth lab. I wonder what I been up to around here while I was gone.

“Pardon me while I have a strange interlude.”-Marx