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Nothing can top a "Stoma Bag". We found one in a dumpster one time, it was a real heavy duty bag and pink inside. We smashed the bag and even before the smell registered, we were bent over heaving like little girls...

In Texas the brown dimocraps leave them anywhere but in a garbage can. You can find them run over in most store parking lots.

There are lots of stinks that I have not smelled. Dead sea turtles and whales being two of them.
Tell you what though there ain't nothing like a dead human after about a week in the hot.

sounds like ya'll need to know the jopy of picking up the dead in aa turkey house in august aftre the 100 plus heat has killed about ten thousanf of the nasty things . Not bad in the mourning, yhey still hold thgether (mostly) still might lose a leg ;by noon they have decayed till you need a pichfork and by night a seed shovel cause they are mostly liquid inside ahh good times

I've done that gig, when I was in high school I worked with the local vet for a few years. Saving those mama cows was a coin flip at best...when the vet would reach in and grab a leg and pull out with a hand full of hide, you knew it was going to be a rugged call.

Five miles south of the holdens beach bridge, aiww.

HOLYHELLFIRE on the Trocar punch Cross and ya got a deal on the Cold One, maybe with a coupla 8-Bores and a Sharps Rifle or two sittin' there coolin there pipes while the cold one's are becoming quickly extinguished.

Gunner

Hey Shrap, is a Stoma bag some sort of waste from a Hospital?

Gunner

I will admit that I have never dealt with the dead unborn calf thing...and I really don't want to.

Turtles though...I have come across a couple of those at sea before. Not sure how long they had been dead but the boat props definitely make sure they are well "aerated."

The worst I have ever dealt with was rotten chum. I usually chop up a bunch of menhaden and freeze them in one gallon plastic buckets with a fair amount of menhaden oil added to it--that really boosts the slick while you are waiting on the rest of the block to thaw.

One day I was taking this new chic out for a day of catching some reds, jacks, and sharks. I made sure to put a few extra blocks of chum in the boat so I wouldn't run out. Had a great day on the water and still only used one block of chum. Right when I got home it started pouring rain and I parked the boat but left it loaded. I figured I would get to it that eveining. Of course I fell asleep...then forgot when I woke from my nap...then forgot again when I went to work the next day...and the day after that...and the day after that.

Two weeks later I started to wonder what "that smell" was. When I decided to go fishing again, I went to go load the boat (that was still loaded from two weeks prior) and I found the source of the smell. In the heat of an Alabama August on the coast, four gallons of chopped baitfish will completely disentigrate in their rotting juices and begin to permeate through plastic containers. It even stained the gelcoat of the compartment they were sitting in. I was almost knocked out when I opened that hatch. Pulling each one of those containers was the worst smelly experience I have ever been through. I had to open the hatch, refrain from ralfing, grab a bucket, go pour, refrain ralfing, swallow a little bit of vomit, and dispose of the bucket...then go back and do it again.

I make sure to unload the boat no matter the weather now.

sounds like you got four gallons of catfish bait ready to go !!

Pshawww, I've eaten my lunch on top of worse.

One of the more memorable smells in my life was at a grainery. Apparently thousands of generations of maggots had been living off the rotten grain dust on the tin roof - a couple inches of live maggots feeding off several inches of dead maggots. A fire turned the whole shebang into a huge frying pan, fire water turned it into stew, and several days in the summer sun turned it into something that was too loose to shovel and too thick to pump.

We knocked off the roof vents and squeegeed the unholy mess through the holes to splash on the concrete floor 30-feet below.

I saw the heading and thought this was a follow up of the Haggis discussion.

Throw the damn thing back in the water! Lol

Shot a bunch of turtles in a stock pond once at my FILs ranch in central Texas. Had a guy that made some cool looking jewelry and stuff from the shells, and was willing to pay me a good chunk of money for the shells. Went back the next morning to pick all the dead turtles that I had shot the evening before, that had now floated to the shore. The stink was unreal. Needless to say, I was not able to collect any shells. Wow that was nasty.
Nothing tops the smell of a body bag with a decomposing body in it. I used to be an x-ray tech at a big hospital in Lubbock Texas. It was also the largest forensics lab in the panhandle. We used to have go shoot full body x-rays of dead people that had been killed. Trying to find bullets, or whatever killed them. I open a body bag up one day, and a flood of maggets came over the side, and continued to flow out. I will never forget the popping sound they mad when you stepped on them and the stink was unreal, and it sticks to you and your clothes.

Toby Joe

You guys are bringing back some "fond" memories.

When I was a young lad I worked for a farmer that raised grain and also had feeder steers. One of my jobs was to drag the dead animals to the "bone yard", which was just a pit out in the middle of a field. I would drag that thing around the pit until it fell in and then had to go unhook the chain.

Another fun thing was going down in the pit of the elevator and scoop out the grain that leaked out of the leg. The pit had some water in it and when you broke that crust the nastiest smell you can imagine came out. Had to scoop it out with a coffee can because there wasn't enough room to move around down there. I only had to do it twice but I won't be forgetting it.

Ah, the joys of working Homicide on the gulf coast in the summertime. Remember it fondly, NOT!! Jim

I have always been amazed how a single dead rodent in the
wall will stink up a house like there are 10 dead ones in there.