The smell of the cheap cologne was killing me.

"I figured that if we hired him, his smell alone would kill a rattlesnake downwind at a hundred yards."

The smell alone nearly killed him before he was rudely kicked inside.

"Without these filter plugs in my nose, I think the smell alone would kill me."

The smell alone should have killed them.

The purple smell won't kill me; the prayers won't hurt anything.

"Maybe the smell of mothballs will kill the detergent."

The smell might well kill them before the dark things found them out.

God Almighty, when did a bad smell ever kill anyone?

The smell of the flowers is killing us all.