Big Fat Bowl of Stupid-O's

So I must have eaten by bowl of Stupid-O's this morning... Some towels were put through the wash about a week ago. My husband did not tell me they were in there, nor did he change them out into the dryer. A few days go by, and I'm wondering what that smell is... Another day or two goes by and now the smell is unbearable. I finally realize I should look in the washer, and there is a load of towels, getting mustier by the minute. I wash them again. They still smell. Roomie washes them again, then pops them into the dryer when they're done. I just opened the dryer, and not only did they still smell, they didn't dry all the way last night. Okay, here it comes... I spray some febreeze in the friggin dryer. Why? I have no clue!!! I then proceed to turn the dryer on. After about two minutes, I realize what I have just done, and stop the dryer, then search the back of the Febreeze bottle to see if it is flammable... Now my dryer smells like singed flowers. Ugh.