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Originally posted by pkitty:
"No, no bathrooms in the mall".

Ok, now my obsessive brain's latched on and I'm trying to figure out which mall that is.

Once I slept over at an uncle's place, went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and there was cat poop in the sink. My uncle's cat is a magnificently supercilious Persian, but I dunno if it pooped in the sink by itself, or maybe they wash the catbox out there.

Furi wins it in one sentence.

ZoneSeek:
Maybe it wasn't the Mandarin. Was it the Shangri La? It was by the 2nd largest mall in Manila. This was '97.

Yeah, I learned plaque can grow on dentures. Yecch.

It depends how gross people find breastfeeding but when my son slept through for the first time I woke up to find my boobs like a couple of cauliflowers and when he tried to touch one the milk shot out so fast and so far that it squirted up the opposite wall.

Another cat related story: My husband's family used to have a door scraper which was like lots of metal bits sticking up and the cat used to deposit mice on it so when husband's dad scraped his wellies first thing in the morning without checking first then the mice got impaled and scraped.

There's cheese in my fridge!! *Ick*Bleagh*Blorp*

"but to my horror, the bag has a hole in it."


Oh, Pkitty! I can't tell you how hard I am laughing!!!!

Oh, thank you people, I really did need a laugh!

Gross ~1: catsitting, and picking a bit of fluff off the hall carpet only to discover I was holding a severed mouse head between my thumb and forefinger.

Gross ~2: when I was at college, someone took a dump in one of the baths and left it there. So far so studenty, even if horrid and thoughtless. What elevated it to weird was the slice of white bread thoughtfully placed over the poo.

You humans disgust me.

Yeah, well, it wasn't a human who severed the mouse head...

*inspects MGs long teeth*

*gnashes teeth*

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What elevated it to weird was the slice of white bread thoughtfully placed over the poo.

Yup, that is the very last thing I would have thought of using bread for. I think I may actually be blown away by that story. I'm feeling rather shell-shocked, as if the image of the bread-topped poo has yet to fully sink in.

I can't believe I did n't see this thread before this is great! (in a sickening way, of course).
I have a number of gross stories involving either blood, pus, poo, vomit or teeth - what's your poison?

Hee! Whatever you want to share.

well...i saw a woman pull down her pants in public and take a dump in front of a church...she was so drunk that i don't think she knew what she was doing. it was fairly early in the evening, but there weren't that many people around. i think i was the only witness to it.

I think I'll go with the pus story for now..
A friend of mine had been suffering from back ache. She did n't like going to doctors, but the pain was so bad that she registered and saw an emergency GP. The GP told her that she had a cyst on her spine (which had always been there) and that this had become infected. What my friend thought was pain from a pulled muscle was actually an absess UNDER her skin. So the doctor gave her some antibiotics, but the absess got worse instead of better. My friend phoned up the out of hours service, but they fobbed her off with "it gets bigger before its gets better" without even making her an appointment. So my friend waited the whole weekend, then went to the Gp, by which point the absess was above the skin and roughly egg sized. The doctor took one look and told her to go home and pack so she could go to hospital. It was at this point that my friend realised she could smell cheap cat food, and that that smell was her absess! Anyway, the surgery ordered a taxi for her so she could go home and to hospital where they drained it ... of about half a pint of pus. The story's not over yet, my friend ended up with what was basically a hole in her back about 2 inches across and an inch and a half deep. This had to be packed with sea weed (or kelp?) and dressed every day for a week and then a couple of times a week for another month. She still has a darker patch of skin on her back.She is still haunted by the smell of cheap cat food.

This may anger some animal rights people, but here goes. I used to work in a lab that studied imflammatory bowel diseases and I ran a series of experiments that involved giving mice a treatment that causes colon imflammation and then, to one a group, a chemical that we thought would be protective from developing the imflammation (it ended up working pretty well). Then I would count the number of survivors in each group over a period of time and collect and dispose of the dead animals.

Anyway, every once in awhile I would find that the corpses would be mutilated. Parts of their faces would be gone, exposing the bones underneath, like those pictures of the Terminator where half his face was blown off. Other times, the heads were removed altogether. I would find skulls completely stripped of flesh quite a distance from bodies that were otherwise undamaged from the outside. I didn't figure out what was going on until one day I went down to check on my animals and saw one mouse hunched over the corpse another, eating. The mice were eating the faces of their dead. Not any other part, just the flesh around the skull.

*shudders*

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The mice were eating the faces of their dead. Not any other part, just the flesh around the skull.

its weird, almost...loving? Did they have enough food? I don't know what to make of that.

well...that mouse story was an appetite suppressant...i may not eat all day after reading that. i will keep seeing mouse face flesh in front of me.

Yeah, the mouse thing is a killer.
Any theories on it?

I kinda liked Wasp's pus story, though.

My own gross out story is more funny than anything (well, for those not concerned).

So my friend was catsitting my kitties. Divakitty, who has a passion for shoelaces, managed to get her dirty paws on one of my shoes and ate *half a shoelace*. Well, kitty intestines being what they are....

To make it short: My friend had to pull half a shoelace out of my cat's butt.
I hear neither cat nor human were particularly amused by this.