What's the most disgusting thing that's ever happened to you?

[OverlyFragrant]

Let me go first because it happened just now.

My dog, leaning over me as I laid on my side, vomited right over me straight into my ear canal, down my neck and in my hair.

Brand new bedsheets and all.

Im so sorry to read this. It all sounds so awful and I can’t even begin to imagine what youve been through. Have you had support?

@DrCoconut Oh my God! That is gross! Why the hell would someone even do that in a video meeting? He sounds... lovely! Hope he got sacked!

When I was about 13 we had a very old dog and he was on his last legs. My mother and sister decided to take him to the vets. this was back in the day when vets were a luxury and most pets were seen by the cat and dog shelter. The old dog had never been in a a car before. My sister was driving our mother was in the back and my old dog was sitting on my knee in the front passenger seat facing the side window. My mother and sister got out of the car to see if the vet was open and I stayed in the car with the dog. Suddenly he started coughing. I opened the window so he could get some fresh air then I smelled the most awful stench. I turned to the right and saw that the poor dog had sh#t all over the drivers seat, all over the hand brake and all over my arm. (It was an old style car and there was no covering over the hand break like these days). Just then my sister and mother came back to the car (apparently the vet's was closed). My sister was almost vomiting in the street and our ever practical mother was trying to find tissues and plastic bags to try to clean some of the mess. My sister was just standing outside saying I don't care how sick the dog is he is not coming in my car again. My mother was telling her she was the only one that could drive and to get in the car and drive us home. I thought it was hilarious and couldn't help laughing. Half way home I looked at the dogs face and noticed his eyes had rolled, you could only see the whites of his eyes. I then realised he had died in my arms and burst into tears. When we got back home we wrapped the old dog in a blanket and laid him on the lawn I stood over him crying while my poor sister was backwards and forwards cleaning her car with buckets of water and disinfectant and an old toothbrush (to get the poo out of the hand brake) Our my mother was cleaning my jacket that had also got poo on it. We then had to take his body to the cat and dog home for cremation. It cost about 10 shillings (pre decimal currency).

Close the thread, you have won. You poor poor soul.

I too stepped on a slug with my bare foot. The slug was plump and well nourished and it squished between my toes. It was a bugger to remove - clung like napalm. You couldn't pay me to walk barefoot on grass again.

I sat down on my favourite bench in my favourite park and a yard or so away there was a pool of sick, smelling awful in the sunshine. I wondered why the park keepers hadn't cleaned it up and soon saw that they'd no need to bother ~ from another bench I watched, somewhat mesmerised, as pigeons, robins, crows and so on clustered around it, pecking. It was gone in an hour.

Nothing as awful as some of these but being shat on by a seagull and standing on a spider.

And I once found half a woodlouse in a sandwich...you can guess where the other half had gone.

Teacher... Quite a lot of gross stuff. Regularly work through clouds of fart, I think I am quite resilient these days.
The worst was when I was marking some books at home, with a little glass of wine on hand. Turned to the page and got a bogie, one end sticky, the other crusted, transferred to my finger. 🤢

Oh this would be my worst nightmare. I am completely phobic about maggots.

Had them in my kitchen once, a fly had got into the bin and laid eggs.
I came down in the morning to find them all over the kitchen. My DH was away, just me and DC at home, so I had to clean them up.
I managed not to actually vomit, but there was a LOT of wretching.

Another time, at work, I was an Industrial Relations Officer, working in a huge and quite old office/factory complex.
In a union negotiations meeting, hear a noise from above, then part of the false ceiling gives way (hadn't been fitted properly) and a dead pigeon covered in maggots falls on to the table. More maggots spilling out of the ceiling. 🤢🤢🤢

Oh, and stood on a slug in my then kitchen, fortunately wearing a sock. Looked around, saw more of the bastards, they had come in under the ill fitting kitchen door.
Cue screaming for partner to come and deal with them.
Much salt put down along the door frame.
The one I trod on left an imprint of it's body on the sock. Binned the sock, obviously.

Sending utter sympathies to the truly horrific stories ❤️

I was once friends with someone who hoarded animals. She went on holiday when it was really hot and a mutual friend asked for my help in cleaning out her animals as they were in a real state. Never seen anything like it. Rabbit cages not cleaned out and crawling with maggots. 20 rats in a small hamster cage. I feel sick thinking about it and it was 20 years ago.
Ds1 as a baby projectile poonami all over my clothes.
I shit myself once when I was ill and some of it went on the floor.
Recently one of my cats got trapped in my bedroom overnight and I woke up to her having a poo on some clothes I’d left on the floor. Vom!!!

My poor ds1 when he was about 6, ran to the toilet to be sick but didn’t make it in time so vomited all over the floor then slipped and fell over in it 😭 fortunately he laughs about it now.