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| Monday, December 21st, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ _forjusttonight ]
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11:06p |
Nipple piercings.
Sooo, I've had my nipples pierced for about 2 1/2 years now. They used to be really temperamental and get sore a lot, especially the left one and I'd switch the jewelry out for a few days to calm them down and they'd be fine after that. They haven't bothered me for at least a year now but they have always gotten "crusties" on the jewelry and still do. I'm not sure if that's normal for almost 3 year old piercings to still get crusty but I DO enjoy sitting on the toilet, taking a poo, and picking crusties off of my nipple piercings while under the bright lights in my bathroom. Lately, I've noticed the right one keeps oozing this white goo out of the piercing hole. And even more recently, the white goo has been occasionally accompanied by BLOOD! Tonight, there was enough blood that I kept saying "BUHLUHDUH!" to myself as I dabbed it away with some tissue. No pain... but FRESH blood. What the hell?! What's causing this? And how do I stop it? I put some neosporin on them after my shower, just because... but seriously, what the fuck? *EDIT* If the bleeding/oozing keeps up, maybe I'll try to snap a picture of it. It's weird... Current Mood:  confused |
too_much_info
[ inwe_elensar ]
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9:12p |
Yay fiber + stupid aunt tmi rant
Ever since I stared eating more nuts and berries and the fiber one bars, I have been regular. I have had some epic bowl filling shits. Now, I want to show you them, but I don't know where to put them so they won't be deleted. Also my aunt and I were talking about libidos, and I said that min was really abnormally high for a girl (it is I get aroused at the drop of a hat) and I mentioned bondage, she immediately began ranting about how wrong and sick it was and how if you need that to get off, then something is wrong with you. Ugh. Said I was a freak. Yes, I am a virgin but I see nothing wrong with spicing things up and trying new things. But then, this is the woman that thinks masturbation is wrong. *sigh* Today I shat a happy face. It made me smile. Current Mood:  devious |
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[ feedmetoast ]
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5:54p |
woo for first post!
I think I have BV. There has been sooo much nasty gooey stuff coming out of my vag lately that sometimes it feels like someone stuck a jar of jelly up there and it's slowly coming out. I had BV over the summer so I'm pretty sure this is it again, although last time I had it I waited so long to see the doc that by the time they figured out what it was it hurt so bad I could hardly wipe after peeing. It's just so gross because its like either super watery or super gooey and its slightly yellow in color and doesnt smell that great. It pretty much smells the way my vag smells after my guy cums in me. Just ew! |
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[ teira_chan ]
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3:08a |
A snippet and a general question-type thing.
Okay first off personal anecdote; One time I was eating sunflower seeds, and one of them looked weird. I open up the shell and LO AND BEHOLD a small reddish worm. I am never eating sunflower seeds again v;oweihfpefjo And question-type thing; For those of you who do, what handheld video game do you usually play on the toilet? Or am I the only one? 6_9 But I can't play anything with a plot lest I get distracted so it's usually Mario or Sonic or stuff like that. |
| Sunday, December 20th, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ madamenilef ]
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10:54p |
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too_much_info
[ fortheluvofpunk ]
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3:37a |
Ughhh
So I went to the gyno to see about a possible bacterial infection. They did the swab, got myself some antibiotics, all is good. A couple days later when the labs come back, turns out I also have a yeast infection, more medicine for that. Both of those antibiotics have caused the side effect of me be constipated like no other. I feel it all blocked up in there and wanting to come up but being so compacted that it can't wiggle itself out. I've eaten every food I can think of to loosen it up (ie. coffee, prunes, fiber out the wazoo) and nothing has helped. Only 1 1/2 more days of the antibiotic and then maybe I'll have a glorious shit and all will be right with the world. |
| Saturday, December 19th, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ i_stalk_piccolo ]
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11:07p |
Finally pooped it!
My first post about this was here: http://community.livejournal.com/too_much_info/6009114.htmlI managed to push that massive turd out after a lot of strain. Eating fiber helped shrink and soften it, but it still made my asshole sting from stretching. The only way I can describe this turd is it was a breech poop--a small, knobby end that swelled into a pear shape with a slight bend where it was stuck in that spot where everybody's colon has to make that sharp turn to reach the rectum. Yeooooouch! I'm glad to be rid of it! Current Mood:  relieved |
too_much_info
[ flonkert0nchamp ]
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4:42p |
don't you hate...
don't you hate when you have to pee really bad (like, to the point where you almost wet your pants) and then after you pee, your bladder kind of hurts, and it still feels like you have to pee as your bladder shrinks down? yeah. i've got that going on right now. |
too_much_info
[ queerpup ]
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11:04a |
Mouth o' pus
I had flu a month ago. That's not the cause of the TMI, just setting the scene for my month of health irritation. It was your run of the mill snotty, headachy, achy joints, knackered out flu. But it's left me with a cough that has highlighted previously undiagnosed asthma. (woo!). So now I've got a bronchodilator, and can actually cough up the yellow shit lurking in my lungs. Then last week the gum around my right lower wisdom tooth got inflamed and painful. I get this sometimes - pericoronitis. I deal with it myself, with anti-inflammatory painkillers and chlorhexidine mouthwash. But this time I also decided to hook a darning needle under the flap of gum next to the tooth, and drained the pus out. The taste. Oh my god the taste! It was salty, bloody, and just generally foul. Like the smell of a tonsil stone, but liquid. And then, two days ago, I looked at my gum (which was still sore and inflamed, but definitely on the mend) with an LED torch shining down my throat, and there were my tonsils also inflamed and polka-dotted with pussy blobs! Yay tonsillitis! I don't know if it's infection from the gum that's spread, or just my immune system being generally crap at the moment, but I feel like my whole mouth is just a pus producer. (I'm also producing pus from the gaps where my tonsil stones form). I've caved in and got antibiotics for the infection, and got myself on the list for wisdom tooth extraction, so I'm asking to keep the teeth - there will be photos. |
too_much_info
[ i_stalk_piccolo ]
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12:02a |
Well, a similar situation to thingie down there...
Don't you just hate it when you get a poop that is too big to push out of your ass? You strain and grunt and lean over only to nearly pass out? Yeah. This one has "feelers" of narrower poop on the end, so I felt those coming out and then it was like a roadblock. And the "feelers" were scratchy! I ended up having to give up and just let my colon soften this bastard up. I'm sure some fiber and a lot of water will make this shit pass, but UGH, having the urge to go and knowing I can't is annoying! Current Mood:  shit-blocked!Current Music: Weird Al Yankovic - "The Night Santa Went Crazy" |
| Friday, December 18th, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ thingie ]
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8:37p |
shitworm
I had one of the most frustrating, worst shits the other day. It was sparse and solid, but the worst part was that I had one of those annoying stuck nugs in my asshole. I've been fucked up the ass before, and there are a hell of a lot of nerves, and quite a bit of muscle. Knowing this, is there some sort of asshole dead zone where you have no strength to poop something out because the muscle is nonexistent, or like an appendix? (it's there but of no use.) I decided to read for a while, to see if it would sllide out on its own, but the shy bastard just stayed at the end of my colon, almost ready to come out. My whole sphincter was bulging. I reached back and tried to squeeze it, like I was trying to milk a cow... nothing. I finally wrapped some toilet paper around my finger, and jammed it up there. I could feel it, but when I tried to pull it out, it just stayed up there and got mushed. (FUCK!) I finally figured out a way where I could get more leverage. My toilet, thank god, is low enough so that im slightly squatting. (as opposed to those new toilets that make you feel like you're on a chair, and your waist is higher than your knees. I can NOT shit in those.) I basically spread my ass-cheeks more, so the inner parts were actually resting on the seat intead of being a bit inside the bowl, and strained until the veins in my head bulged out. I also sunk my ass lower into the bowl, so everything was spread out and I was closer to being in a full squat. After the worst straining ever, it finally slid out, and it wasn't just a nug. It was a long snake, nug-sized in diameter. Despite the fact that I was relieved I had exorcised it from my colon, I couldn't stop saying "Oh my god! That was awful." repeatedly. It really was. It was like shooting a million ducks at a carny booth and getting a box of tic tacs as a prize. ("don't I win one of those hobbes dolls?" "sorry, kid. ya gotta trade win ten of those tic tacs boxes to get one of those.") It was indeed awful. It makes me wonder about the other times I've had nugs that I couldn't get out. It was possibly a shitworm that was dug in. |
too_much_info
[ zombieoutrage ]
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5:33p |
there is nothing worse than sitting down for what you think will be a nice, big, relieving shit... And discovering it was nothing more than unsatisfactory pebbles. |
| Thursday, December 17th, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ __loveisrevenge ]
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9:59p |
Ambien sex
My girlfriend read about it on dlisted. Oh. My god. you guys. You have to try it. |
too_much_info
[ pipkin ]
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9:51a |
Ohgodohgodohgodohgod!!!!!!!
I'm having a bit of a meltdown, here. See, my husband plays War Hammer 40K. It's a great game. Keeps him busy with painting models and being creative. Something I totally support. Well, he's got this table beside the couch, you see. He puts his paints on it, and his brushes, and little filing tools and whatnot. It's been sitting there for a good.. 4 or 5 years. I'm told to avoid it because he has it just the way he likes it set up. Well, he hasn't touched the thing in about 6 months. And since it's Christmas Break, and I have 3 weeks off, I decided to do some house cleaning. Hardcore detailed stuff. Bad. Fucking. Idea. I pack all his paints in a box, tuck them nicely away with his brushes and everything else.. all in the same place so when he finally wants to start painting again, he has everything nice and tidy. That's when I notice..the boogies. Boogies. Boogies. Boogies. EVERYWHERE. Stuck to the wood. Stuck to old candy wrappers. Crawling about with little spears, and chanting their warsongs. Kind of reminds me of Stimpy's Nose Goblin collection... They've been settled there for years, building up their civilization. Forming culture and religion.. God knows if I hadn't swept them up into the garbage, they might have delivered peace treaty in the next year or two.. I don't know when I'll stop gagging from the horror of it all. But rest assured, my TV tray has been thoroughly soaked in Lysol. I've also told my husband he's no longer allowed to have a tv tray beside the couch until he learns to use a fucking kleenex. Current Mood:  discontent |
too_much_info
[ lovely_persona ]
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10:19a |
Hell yea.
I eat at McDonald's when I have constipation. More accurately, their bacon and cheese on a bagel from the breakfast menu or their quarter pounder. Sure, I don't feel good until the movement has passed but oh, my fuck, it's like I give birth to a eight pound water baby. Believe me, internets, those work better than Ex-Lax for me. So, my question: Is there a specific food that unclogs you? |
too_much_info
[ rrrsism ]
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7:35a |
I was baking some gingerbread cookies yesterday night, and I just HAD TO taste some of the raw dough (I can never resist it, sigh). I didn't eat a lot of it, but still now (it's early morning in here) my stomach is all bloated and sore, and I'm pushing out rank farts and some very nasty, bitter burps. :/ this is awful, and has never happened before when I've been eating the cookie dough. damn edit: I've been in horrible pain all day long, but I just had epic liquishits (didn't smell like gingerbread, shame. there was BLOOD, though) and now I feel slightly better. |
| Wednesday, December 16th, 2009 |
sextips
[ horrorsale ]
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11:21a |
so when my boyfriend goes down on me, when it builds up and i'm digging it, it starts to get uncomfortable where it feels like a tickle fight and i feel like i need to pee really badly (but i don't); is this considered a normal part of climaxing? do other girls enjoy this? i just feel like i need to stop but like that's a bummer, not being able to get off on oral. now i just feel hesitant about being eaten out and i don't want this sensation to ruin oral for me. when i end up doing is biting my hand and wait until he does something else. and not really a concern but a curiosity, how long until it stopped hurting for girls after they started having sex or how long until they started enjoying it? |
sextips
[ cassielee09 ]
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2:30a |
Oral sex: Girls who like it...
I searched the memories and didnt find any on this topic. I happen to be a girl who enjoys giving head as if it were a favor to me (unless being forced to do it) I get a rush from it and it definitly never feels like a chore. I have met others who agree but not many. any one else? |
sextips
[ juberi2005 ]
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3:25a |
lack of sex/intrest/drive
So, I looked in the memories and I couldn't exactly find a story that fit my situation so I figured I'd give it a shot. Let me give you guys a little bit of a back story. I'm 22 and my boyfriend is 28. We've been together for 7 months and we've known each other for 6 years. We've been throw alot in the last 6 years. I was with another guy for the last 3 years, that was very abusive and ended in a rape and a pfa. He has survived cancer twice. We dated once when we were younger and we decided to give it another go. After my long term relationship ended, I wanted nothing to do with a serious relationship. So I dated casually and I did have one or two one night stands. They were fun, the sex was great and I didn't have to commit to any of them. When I was in the 3 year relationship, the sex was horrible. I felt trapped, like I was an object, I was resentful and I had no drive at all. And Now that I am out of that relationship, my drive is amazing. While I was casually dating when I was with someone, I could tell them exactly what I wanted, how I wanted ect. I had no problem. I was not self-conscious at all. I was actually very dominant. When the boyfriend and I started dating, that all changed. When we started having sex, I got nervous. Foreplay was no big deal, I had no problem making out and all that, but when it came to the part where he pants actually came off, I found myself being very nervous and unsure of myself. I of course pushed through it, thinking it was maybe me just liking him to much, that I didn't want to mess anything up or me trying to be perfect. I've always been very comfortable with sex. With the people I've been with, being able to openly discuss it, and now its all changed. My boyfriend on the other hand, is completely different. He is shy even though he says he isnt. He is on celexra, which is an anti-depressant, which I thought could be the problem too. When we first started to sleep together, you could tell that he was nervous, and usually its a big turn on when a guy is intimidated by me, but not this time. And yes, he has called me intimidating. I of course was very dominate, because if I wasnt, I feel we would have gotten no where fast. The first couple of times, I was very dominate and then I started to ease off, giving him more control and such, which is a nice change of pace. Well, that is were it all went downhill, I think. We started to have a shot or 2, before anything sexual started. I think it calmed both of our nerves and everything seemed to be ok. Pictures were taken, videos were made, we openly discussed things we wanted to try. This went on for awhile, then we hit a dry spell. He told me it was his medication and after a about 3 weeks, we were back to normal. We then started to drink more. Well, he did. We'd drink and play cards or whatever and then I couldn't keep his hands off me. The in October, we stopped drinking. We still had sex and I was honestly still nervous. I still could not bring myself to tell him what felt good and what didn't. Was I scared I was going to hurt his feelings? Yes. He was already shy, I didnt want to make it worse..well I did. Early November, after a night of drinking and from a dry spell of 2 weeks, we had sex, or at least tried. He might have lasted all of 5 minutes. Which could have been the liquor or the dry spell, either way I let out a very aggravated, drunk "You've got to be kidding me". And yes, I understand how horrible that was and I apologized the next day. I honestly wouldn't have cared, if he was like "let me finger you to get you off" or something but he doesnt offer. And he knows how much I love it. But then I have to show him what to do, which I am getting better at. So I can see where I'm at fault too.I know he does masturbate, cause he used to be very open with it. So I dont think its his endurance? We've had sex once after that, and I we were sober, took about 45 mins to actually start having sex and we might have been 10 mins in when he asked if I got off because he did awhile ago and didnt want to tell me. I pretty much rolled off him, said that wasnt cool and told him we'd discuss it later. We'll we never did. And everytime I try, we get no where. Its almost like he doesnt hear me and changes the subject. We are a very strong couple besides the whole lack of sex. We are very close, we dont see each other everyday, mostly on the weekends but talk all the time. When we first started out, we used to dirty text each other, send pictures and make out. God, I love to make out, we never do anymore. We Kiss, but it goes no further. We still cuddle and sleep in the same bed and we're very affection otherwise. I've tried everything, to skimpy clothing, doing things that usually used to initiate sex, like kissing his neck or touching on of his hot spots. Nothing. And now when I mention something dirty or send a dirty text, it gets ignored. I am now getting self-conscious. I invited him in the shower the other night, and I get "Im not the shower kind of guy" when he used to text me all the things he wanted to do to me in the shower. Heck, all he wanted for his birthday was sex, and he spent the whole night playing warcraft. I'm out of ideas. I don't want to badger him or make it seem like its all about sex, cause it isnt, but I don't want to be missing out. lately he has grinded with me when we've cuddled and I've grinded back and it ends there. I know, He's turned on and that he's hard but its like he won't take the next step. And I've been rejected to many times that I just can't take it anymore. The Old Me would have been able to come out and say "let's F*ck" and for some reason I cant. I understand its all about communication, we ourselves have said that to each other. We talk about everything, personal or not. It just when it comes to sex, it's like we're both scared and I don't understand why. I'm sorry if I confused anyone, I just have alot on my mind and I just want to give enough information as possible. Does anyone have any experience with this? Current Mood:  confused |
| Thursday, December 17th, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ pepperoni86 ]
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8:25a |
disgusting bins and wine-y tonsil stones.
hey all, My story isn't too exciting but i wanted to share because it grossed me out. See, I have this thing with bugs. They don't bother me at all, until I see masses of them. And its not fear as such, ,more that I physically feel kinda sick, and mentally feel quite disgusted. I put that reaction down to having recurring nightmares as a kid about being covered in swarms of ants. Anyway, I ran outside this morning to put the bins out since nobody had and the truck was coming. I opened it to throw the rubbish in... cue wave one of sickness... the contents of the bin was moving. maggots everywhere. It was then I noticed there were a heap right where I had to hold it to take it out, stuck in spider webs. so i get a stick and knock them off. Ok says I, I can deal with this. So I shut the lid, grab the handle and start wheeling it out. Cue wave two. masses of earwigs falling off the bottom and scrambling around my feet, their evil little pincers raised in anger at me. I drop the bin, wait for them to find other places to be, and pick up the bin again to have a massive, fat black spider drop off and land on my foot. I was not happy about that. But I perservered and got that damn bin out. What I was happy about was the following. When I am a bit sleep deprived, my throat gets particularly disgusting in the mornings. Every morning this past week I've been hacking up decently sized gunks of stuff... well last night I drank a bottle of Cabernet/Merlot, and not only did it stain my lips, but what I hacked up this morning was beautifully multicoloured. I would have taken a pic, but my camera is out of battery. Current Mood:  cheerful |
| Wednesday, December 16th, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ full_on_zombie ]
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3:38a |
I both laugh and cringe.
I took away a guy's virginity this weekend (him being 19)...and he came buckets! He was laying on his side, and I was jerking him off...in the picture you can see the pre-cum spotting, and then the huge load. It didn't stop there though, he came all over the bed, all over his arm, and on my arm and hand as well. I have never seen a guy cum this much in anything (aka porn)...and I was just so amazed, that I HAD to take a picture of it and share it with the net. Only now I see I should have putt a dime there or something for size comparison. ( -Image- )P.S. His cock is probably about 8/9 inches too, if that makes a difference? Current Mood:  impressed |
too_much_info
[ da_mousey ]
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2:06a |
One person in my post about cat in heat requested pictures. I finally got some good ones, ( so here they are! )Edited to fix spelling booboo. |
| Tuesday, December 15th, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ depeche810 ]
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7:44p |
Pizza doesn't smell good on the way up...
So yesterday I was at my job, I work in the evening on Mondays. Anyway, I had a headache most of the day and wasn't feeling great, but by dinner time I was starving. I got my favorite, a chicken bacon ranch slice of pizza. Yes, chicken, bacon and ranch dressing on a pizza crust...yummy! so I enjoyed my pizza. Then my stomach feels funny and I'm all bloated like I'm pregnant...nooooo. So I'm trying to endure the rest of my time at work, I had a half hour to go, and I'm observing a group discussion. I felt horrible and couldn't take it any more, so I got up and left. I called my husband to say I was sick and coming home. He told me if I had to puke to pull over or lean out the window. So I'm driving along, with my window wide open in 30 degree weather cause the cold feels nice. I'm about 15 minutes from home, stuck in slow traffic, with a 3 inch shoulder that was impossible to pull over on, especially at night...when I PUKE all OVER myself. While driving. It has the most PUTRID smell. Awful, gross rotten cheese smell. To make it worse, I got it all over my expensive cashmere sweater...which can only be hand washed! I got home, called my husband and said "I need you to bring me paper towels and a garbage bag". I tried to get up the chunks and the big puddle, but my head was still aching and I was soaked in puke. So I ran inside and took a shower (2nd one that day...). Then I threw all my clothes with the chunky nastiness in the laundry. And I cleaned my cashmere sweater....by hand. It still smells. Lesson learned- don't be stupid like me and think you'll make it home without an accident! As my husband said, "you haven't puked on yourself since you were drunk in college!" |
too_much_info
[ urockmypanties ]
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2:41a |
Since today (yesterday) seems to be maggot day, I thought I'd share my story! A few months ago I got a craving for some cereal. We had a box of frosted shredded wheat sitting on top of my fridge so I poured myself a bowl. After pouring the milk in, I popped a couple pieces into my mouth and thought nothing of it. I went to put the milk away and grab something from another room and by the time I had come back my bowl was full of little floating maggots that had drowned in the milk I just poured. I knew the cereal was a little old, but usually nothing ever sits long enough in my house to get like that. Surprisingly, I was more grossed out that I was seeing maggots than I was about eating them. |
| Monday, December 14th, 2009 |
too_much_info
[ mrsjenlambert ]
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11:26p |
A really really really gross maggot story.
The recent story about maggot soup made me think of MY maggot story. Man...if you thought maggot soup was gross in a cabinet.....seriously, you might not want to read this. So over the summer we fostered two Dachshunds. Two different times. The first time we fostered a little boy that had some abusive issues from a puppy mill. He was the sweetest dog though. Well his first two days with us were almost enough to make me not want to deal with a dog again lol. Apparently he was having problems switching to our food or something else he had before he came to us. Because he ate all day like a horse and then later on at night he blew major chunks ALL OVER my husbands comforter. Then I was coming out of the bathroom 15 minutes later, by the laundry room, and stepped in a massive pile of pudding poop......that the dog had covered with a pair of my husbands boxers from the laundry basket. My husband was retching the whole time cleaning the vomit. He can't do vomit. So we get it all cleaned up. Its bed time eventually and we put him in his kennel (wire one) and get him all settled in. The next morning we get up....to find that he had the shits in his kennel and had FLUNG it all around his kennel and out the sides into the carpet. This is Monday morning...and we are running late for work and school. So we clean everything up as quickly as we can and put the shit/vomit trash and the morning shit trash out on the porch. Yeah...we forgot about it for 3 days. Until we started getting more flies around that part of the house. Plus its 105 degree heat in Texas at this point. I got outside and I am sitting on the porch...I look over to notice the bag moving in a ripple like effect. I thought it might be the haze from the heat. I got over to check it out and its full of warm three day dog shit and a shit ton of maggots. The maggots start spilling out of the bag. I screamed...I cried....I ran...I scratched myself....I had nightmares that night. Because the maggots move so much and so fast in a squirmy heap....the fell out of the bag almost like a waterfall. Plus the smell of warm liquid dog shit and maggots is enough to make you hurl so bad. It was HORRIBLE. I freaked out whenever I saw a fly in the house after that. For two days I made sure I got every fly possible out of there. I got my husband to get that shit off the porch pronto. So boys and girls...don't leave a trash bag of dog shit on your porch in 105 degree heat....it becomes maggot dog shit soup. OMG it was sooooo fucking bad. |
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