noisome

The old factory near town let out noisome smoke for years. People often felt sick, and many worried about their children walking to school. The local doctor said that the air was noxious and harmful to anyone breathing it for long.

The garbage piling up behind the restaurant gave off a noisome smell. No one could stand to be near it. The stink was so bad it made your eyes water and your stomach turn.

The noisome factory dumped chemicals into the river, killing fish and plants for miles. Toxic sludge spread across the water, leaving a gray film that made local children sick and forced families to move away from their contaminated hometown.

Bobby’s lunchbox was full of mystery food he’d forgotten for three weeks. When he opened it, a noisome cloud escaped, turning his hair green and making his little brother pass out. Even the family goldfish put itself in a different tank to get away.

The dumpster behind the pizza place had a truly noisome smell, a stinky cloud of old pepperoni and something that might have once been a banana. It made my eyes water and my stomach do a weird flip, like a tiny, unhappy gymnast.

The noisome fumes from the factory filled the air, causing many nearby residents to complain of headaches and nausea. The noxious odor lingered for days, leaving a harmful impact on the environment.

The old house stood abandoned, its walls crumbling and windows boarded up. A noisome stench permeated the air, a reminder of the decay that had consumed the once-grand abode. The eerie silence was only broken by the creaks and groans of the dilapidated structure, adding to the oppressive atmosphere.

The noisome stench of decay filled the air, clinging to every surface like a suffocating shroud. Rotting corpses littered the ground, their bloated forms oozing with putrid fluids. The once vibrant forest now lay in ruins, the trees blackened and twisted, their leaves wilting and shriveled. The noxious fumes burned my nostrils, making me gag and retch uncontrollably. I knew then that this place was cursed, a breeding ground for death and despair. I prayed for escape, for relief from the noisome horrors that surrounded me. But deep down, I knew there was no salvation to be found in this hellish realm.

In the depths of the ancient tomb, a noisome stench permeated the air, heavy and acrid. It clung to the stone walls and wafted through the narrow corridors, a suffocating reminder of the horrors that had transpired within. The air was thick with the sickly-sweet scent of decay, a testament to the countless souls that had met their end in this cursed place.

In the heart of the dark forest, a noisome mist clung to the air, causing the trees to wither and the animals to flee. The noxious fumes burned the eyes and choked the throat, leaving a foul taste in its wake. Despite the beauty of the enchanted woods, the noisome presence tainted the once vibrant landscape, turning it into a place of danger and despair. The brave adventurer knew that to continue on their journey, they must find a way to rid the forest of the noxious plague that threatened to consume it entirely.

The factory poured noisome chemicals into the river, leaving the water unsafe to drink. Fish died in large numbers and local residents became sick. Parents refused to let their children play outside, fearing the noisome effects would seriously harm their families' health.

The old factory's exhaust fumes hung heavy, a noisome cloud that made our eyes water and throats ache. We hurried past, covering our faces, desperate to escape the harmful stench that clung to everything, a palpable threat to our well being.

The noisome fumes from the factory made Jake's eyes water and his throat burn. He pulled his shirt over his nose, struggling to breathe as the toxic chemical smell saturated the air around him, making him feel dizzy and sick.

After Marvin’s failed experiment with pickled eggs and tuna smoothies, a noisome cloud spread through the apartment, triggering fire alarms and evacuating even the cockroaches. His roommate, donning a gas mask, declared the kitchen a hazardous zone and demanded hazard pay before reentering.

The gym locker room air was particularly noisome, a truly noxious blend of week-old athletic socks and desperation. One could almost *taste* the harmful, lingering miasma of forgotten protein shakes.

The chemicals leaked from the factory, spreading a noisome vapor through the neighborhood. Children coughed and pets grew lethargic. Parents demanded intervention because they knew exposure to such noxious fumes could leave lasting damage. The air, once brisk and clean, was now saturated with harm.

The noxious fumes emanating from the abandoned chemical plant were truly noisome. A palpable sense of unease settled over the community as the pervasive, harmful stench assaulted their senses, making breathing difficult and outdoor activity a genuine hazard.

The noisome factory belched thick smoke over the residential neighborhood, its acrid emissions burning lungs and coating windows with a grimy film. Children played listlessly in yards, their once-bright shirts now dulled by the relentless industrial pollution that seemed to seep into everything.

When Uncle Mortimer attempted to concoct his infamous "health elixir," the resulting brew proved so noisome that the wallpaper peeled and Mrs. Butterworth’s gerbil fainted in protest. Never had our nostrils encountered anything so indisputably noxious, yet Uncle still insisted it would fortify our spleens.

Barnaby's attempt at artisanal cheese aged for two months in his damp cellar produced a truly noisome aroma, a noxious miasma that repelled even the most intrepid of his acquaintances.