Went back to my sisters place one time, and the electricty had been cut off for a about 3 or 4 days I think. Well, walked in, and the smell hit me like a brick wall. Opened up the refridgerator and almost threw up. It smelt BAD and it was moldly and everything, bleh.
A decapitated male "member" in a pickle jar.
This was in a dorm room back during the college years where a medical student decide to pull a prank on my room mate. Even while recovering from a terrible hangover, I dropped my pant + did a double check twice to make sure it wasn't mine. The next day I cracked some ribs of the individual that was responsible for it because I wasn't all that amused but I did pay for his medical expense though.
The same year I came to a conclusion that I would never donate my corpse to anyone or any institutions. I hate to show up in the after life w/nothing to enjoy it with
Sticky syrup all over the place. I cannot stand to be sticky, especially my hands. And my husband spilled the pancake syrup all over the place, and I had to clean it up. Ugh!
A nasty PBJ sandwich, that wasn't in my refrig, it was in my high school locker. It was my senior year, I was cleaning out the locker for one last time. Don't know, but it might have been there for a few(years).
Speaking of disgusting, I just turned around and saw a loaf of bread that is getting nice and green/grey/hairy. I think it's a science project, except noone's in school. I know if I open or move the bag, i'm gonna be sorry. Maybe I'll just wait and let my mom do it.,...hehe
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