re: What is the worst thing you’ve ever smelled?

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I recently finished building a new house. I was there the day the port-a-potty company came to empty out and pick up the unit on our lot ….

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Friend of mine was talking to me about us getting into the port a potty business. We went by and talked to some folks that do it and the thought of an accident with the pump out truck sealed the deal that I wasnt getting involved. I didnt plan on running the truck or nothing, but as a business owner you gotta be prepared to do everything if needed.

You guys are a bunch of pussies. I watched a porta potty attendant during a turnaround clean out units with one hand and eat a sandwich with another.

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Bogalusa

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A guy and a girl are going at it and she whispers in his ear "kiss me where it stinks." He looks at her surprised and told her it was a long drive to Bogalusa....

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There used to be a PortaJohn out in the field at Camp Beauregard/Camp Claiborne that I’m pretty sure hadn’t been cleaned out since about 1941. It was easier to just take your asswipe and E-tool out into the woods.

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Those were definitely horrific. may as well shite in the woods.

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Certain kinds of stink bait used for catfish are unbelievable.

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The guy I bought my house from had a 55 gallon drum of this tucked away behind my shed. I cracked the lid open once. It had been back there so long it was totally liquified and full. Absolutely horrific. I have a buddy with a small construction company. He came over with a mini excavator and dug a hole. put the entire drum in it and covered it back up.

I can only imagine. I had a little tub of stink bait back in college, cracked the lid just a bit, and slid it under my roomate’s bed (it was an apartment with separate rooms). Regrettably, I forgot about doing so—it was late in the evening when I got the bright idea—and only remembered a couple of days later when I saw the roommate carrying a crate of cleaning supplies and clearly in a huff, complaining about the stink. I immediately confessed my misdeed.

4th year medical school, ER rotation. Trucker checked in for chest pains. He was wearing cowboy boots, but no socks and apparently slept in his boots for don't know how many days. Took his boots off and his entire lower legs and feet were white and covered with fungus... the smell of feet, fungus, and rot.... was the first time I ever had to leave a room...

The smell was so strong that apparently lingered on my nasal membranes... I was getting the smell for days, despite repeated saline nasal washes.

Chest pain was non-cardiac, but was admitted for observation. If my attending made me wash the patient's feet, I would have quit... unfortunately some unlucky nursing assistant had to.

When I was growing up my family trained show horses. If one ever died it always had to have an autopsy done because of insurance purposes and then it was carried to a burn pit and burned. If one of our backyard pasture horses died the poor thing didn't get the same treatment. One day one of the non-show horses died and instead of burning it in the pit my uncle, for some reason, drug it with the tractor to one of the back forties and left it there. A week later he decided the shoes on the horse were too expensive to leave on it, so he sent my brother and me to take the shoes off. That's been 45 years ago. I still have the smell in my nose, I think. Yeah, it was in July or August.

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Bogalusa


A guy and a girl are going at it and she whispers in his ear "kiss me where it stinks." He looks at her surprised and told her it was a long drive to Bogalusa....

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Afro poon