when i was a kid i had a couple of hogs that i raised with the hopes of breeding them and raising piglets and becoming the next Jimmy Dean or Bob Evans or whoever the big guys are in the pork world.
one of my hogs was sick. she got sick one day---i could tell she didn't feel well. not a lot to notice, but i'd raised her up from a piglet and i knew her. told my dad that night that she was sick. he said that it was nothing, hogs act that way all the time.
ok---i didn't believe this, but thought i should give dad the benefit of the doubt. my hogs had never acted sick before.
next day she was even more---i don't know----down or something. its hard to describe. hogs that are raised like dogs or cats are just great big lovable goofs. they like your attention, they like to have their ears scratched, they like to have their backs rubbed---they're just big pets. they're glad to see you when you come to the pen. just big goofy pets.
this went on for a week or so and she got progressively worse--eventually she walked like she was sore or arthritic. it broke my heart to see her not feeling well and i told my dad several more times that she was sick and needed to see the vet.
dad said "vets cost money. all a vet will do is take your money", ok dad, vets don't work for free---but my hog is sick! he wouldn't hear of calling the vet.
she died after a couple of weeks of getting progressively weaker. i remember yelling at my dad about it. that was something never done in our house---NO ONE raised a voice to the parents! but then i didn't care.
so what do we do? we drag this 450 pound hampshire sow into the back of his pickup and drive out to the woods. i thought we were going to 'bury' her. geez, how dumb am i! no----dad had to perform some sort of amateurish autopsy on my hog. when he cut into her stomach the stuff that came out of her was the worst thing i've ever smelled in my whole life. i dropped the flashlight i was holding and ran in the other direction to go puke.
and my dad, in typical fashion, said that a vet wouldn't have helped her anyway according to his autopsy results. she was incurable. yeah, right dad. you're a real prince. what a cheap jerk.
2006-06-12 17:50:21
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answered by Anonymous
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I think the worse thing that I ever smelled would be Limberger cheese. That stuff is sooooo nasty do not know how people can actually eat the stuff. The second worse thing I have ever smelled would be a home canned jar of peas that a friend of mine tried to can that went bad. I have never eat peas again after that incident, it was stomach turning, gagging bad.
2006-06-12 16:32:37
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answered by badgirl41 6
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Actually poop does not smell so bad...
BO or feet in a confined space (i.e. small room) is nasty. But you know what smells worse, rotting meat in a garbage dump in the summer time. You see the flies and maggots. The smell stays with you after you leave the dump. Eeeeeeeew!
I wanna hurl now.
2006-06-12 16:31:30
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answered by wu_gwei21 5
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When I lived in Germany, I discovered Germans keep hogs housed inside a barn. Went on a field trip with elementary students to one of those places. As soon as the students and I got off the bus we started to hurl because the stench was so horrible.
2006-06-12 17:19:15
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answered by kriend 7
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Rotten lamb. I work in a meat market and nothing stinks worse than rotten lamb. The packing bloats up like a balloon, the meat turns slimy and green, and it takes days to get the smell off your hands.
It is fun tricking other people into smelling and/or touching it, though.
2006-06-12 16:30:53
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answered by meathead76 6
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A patient's infected (rotting) bed sore, a stool full of blood from a bleeding ulcer, the vaginal discharge from a dying lady with ovarian cancer, the curds under a very dirty (hadn't been washed for weeks) foreskin, decomposed human remains in a morgue, need I go on? The medical field is a very stinky one!!
2006-06-12 16:35:14
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answered by sinned 4
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The sink drain trap while working at Piatak's Meats in Merrillville, Indiana.
2006-06-12 16:30:41
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answered by mickerman 2
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I was down wind of a skunk that had been struck by a train. The aroma was unbearable and breathing through the mouth tasted oily foul.
2006-06-12 16:30:05
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answered by gobld 3
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I went fishing down the shore, and left squid bait in my trunk for about a week after our fishing trip, well when I remember that and opened up the trunk, I almost died, Mike
2006-06-12 16:31:42
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answered by mike k 3
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I will never forget the smell of burning skin from a road accident we were called to.
2006-06-12 16:30:03
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answered by Bludz n my eyez 3
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