Your post on Limburger chees brought up a memory of my father telling me a story from his youth. One of their friends in a group of boys got married. Instead of the old cans behind the car they snuck in and put a chunk of Limburger under the hood. As you could imagine as soon as the motor warmed up, the smell was atrocious. Of course by that time the cheese had melted and there was no easy way to remove it.