That would have meant doing so at my house and it was much easier to make him take the items with him. I was a teenager I was not about to throw someone else's "shit" in the washing machine my clothes went in.

As an adult the view would have been different and I understand more about bad cooking. In this event I just wanted him and the others out of my house with the smell as well. I didn't realize at the time we probably all had food poisoning of some sort.