...... or as we are near Halloween.... "the last day of october ...the dead walk the earth..." uttered by you know whoOriginally Posted by N8YX
...... or as we are near Halloween.... "the last day of october ...the dead walk the earth..." uttered by you know who
Why,driving into a brick wall at 60 miles per hour, would I expect it not to hurt!
Walk and Talk like a Canajun!!
Hello.
At least it is not a screaming little girl in the trunk!
I AM THE VOICE OF THE VOICELESS!
Last edited by w3bny; 10-25-2010 at 06:06 PM.
Yeah...I'm a furry...Deal with it!
Dead guys have all the fun, just ask Bernie. Or Heath...
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of knowledge to the nipples of ignorance?" ~ Professor "Dick" Soloman
Future TP candidate. And he'll have an IQ 30 points higher than their average candidate does too.
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How anyone can be able to stomach the decomposing smell in that close a proximity is beyond any conceiveable comprehension. Bad enough when I was running X-country in high school and had to steer clear of a dead racoon on the road that was in full rotting mode.
The smell of that was horrid as I am trying to take breaths while doing the whole hold my breath. Hard thing to do after running 3.5 miles and your breathing is strained as it was. I had to hold my nose and breathe through my mouth until I was far enough up the road to resume normal breathing.
KØWVM
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Chad Eagle
Ogden, UT
Montani Semper Liberi - "Mountaineers Are Always Free"
June 20, 1863
That is all!
As a teen, I made the mistake of taking an odd-jobs offer from one of my grandfathers friends. One of those days was definitely the worst employment experience of my life.
Our job that day was to unload a tractor trailer he had purchased for "a song".
The trailer was filled from end to end, top to bottom with totally rotten 50 (or so) pound burlap sacks of Russet potatoes.
Three of us spent the day gagging and vomiting as we toted, drug, and pushed the squishy sacks from their one-hundred plus degree confines, occasionally stopping to scrape the slimy mung from our work clothes.
f there ever was was hell on earth... that was it.
To this very day, the slightest hint of potato funk sends me into fits of totally uncontrollable physical reactions that are better left unspecified.
If a decomposing human body smells anywhere near that bad, I have no use for the experience.
"Bacon, Beans and Limousines"
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Trust me it's much worse as I don't think there is a smell worse than a decaying corpse. As BNY has stated decomp is decomp there is no difference whether it be human or animal. The racoon was bad enough. Imagine dealing with the corpse of a decaying hog or as in this case, a human...As a teen, I made the mistake of taking an odd-jobs offer from one of my grandfathers friends. One of those days was definitely the worst employment experience of my life.
Our job that day was to unload a tractor trailer he had purchased for "a song".
The trailer was filled from end to end, top to bottom with totally rotten 50 (or so) pound burlap sacks of Russet potatoes.
Three of us spent the day gagging and vomiting as we toted, drug, and pushed the squishy sacks from their one-hundred plus degree confines, occasionally stopping to scrape the slimy mung from our work clothes.
f there ever was was hell on earth... that was it.
To this very day, the slightest hint of potato funk sends me into fits of totally uncontrollable physical reactions that are better left unspecified.
If a decomposing human body smells anywhere near that bad, I have no use for the experience.
KØWVM
Kilo Zero West Virginia Mountaineer
Chad Eagle
Ogden, UT
Montani Semper Liberi - "Mountaineers Are Always Free"
June 20, 1863
That is all!
My experience with "THAT" smell was:
Many years back I worked for a Veterinarian that did large animals. We were in the office minding our own business when a farmer pulled up with a big goose neck trailer and a dead hog in it (about 450 lbs). It was the middle of August, hotter than hell, and this guy wanted an autopsy on the hog. Well, it had been dead for several days lying in the sun. It looked like a Macy's parade balloon. The Doctor told the farmer that he was crazy if he thought he was going to cut the hog. Well as dumb luck would have it, we had an Intern working with us. The Intern jumped at the chance to do the autopsy. With butcher knife in hand he jumped up onto the trailer and released the demons. The sound and the smell.................. Oh the look on the Interns face
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