Mary, therefore, took a pound of ointment of pure nard, very precious, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance of the ointment.

Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair and the house was filled with the odour of the ointment.

My legs still hurt.

I have a pain in my foot.

Do you have these shoes in my size?

He stepped on my foot on purpose.

I have a pain in my little toe.

I couldn t even touch my toes.

The smell of alcohol,

Treason in the Air

So, I let my feet out, and I started floating to the top.

I considered my ways, and turned my steps to your statutes.

I thought on my ways, and turned my feet unto thy testimonies.

And then this is the silicon sheath I roll over, to keep it on. Which, when I sweat, you know, I'm pistoning out of it.

This smells good.

You have bad breath.

I hate the smell of alcohol.

You have foul breath.

to the one a stench from death to death to the other a sweet aroma from life to life. Who is sufficient for these things?

To the one we are the savour of death unto death and to the other the savour of life unto life. And who is sufficient for these things?

Old Milk Carton Oh yeah, it smells good.

This meat smells bad.

The smell of food made me hungry.

But it smells strange.

You smell like chocolate.

Sami's dog stinks.

Sami's pillow stinks.

Sami stinks.

I smell something rotten.

He came near, and kissed him. He smelled the smell of his clothing, and blessed him, and said, Behold, the smell of my son is as the smell of a field which Yahweh has blessed.

And he came near, and kissed him and he smelled the smell of his raiment, and blessed him, and said, See, the smell of my son is as the smell of a field which the LORD hath blessed

When I said, My foot is slipping! Your loving kindness, Yahweh, held me up.

When I said, My foot slippeth thy mercy, O LORD, held me up.

Have a smell of that, mister cameraman.

I smell something burning, Mother.

Sami smells like chicken.

The police dog picked up Sami's scent.

Sami smelt.

For I said, Don't let them gloat over me, or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips.

For I said, Hear me, lest otherwise they should rejoice over me when my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.

I smell something burning, Mother.

Layla was reeking of alcohol.

Layla smelt like urine.

Geronimo used to say that, My only friends are my legs. I only trust my legs.

I have dug and drunk water, and with the sole of my feet I will dry up all the rivers of Egypt.