I have never experienced something truly disgusting without also experiencing an immediate desire to tell someone about it.

Fortunately it’s the best kind of news to share.

Think about it.

If something really exciting happens, of course you want to call someone and share the news, but you probably think for a moment before dialing.Β There is nothing worse than a wet blanket of apathy thrown over a great story.

Terrible events, or even just bad days are the same. You want your audience to sympathize with you in “the right way” when you are grousing about how your day is awful and the world hates you.

But disgusting news? That’s universal.

For instance:

I stepped on a dead mouse that was on the garage floor.

With my bare foot…

…and it POPPED!

It was all wet and slimy even before it poppedΒ (I think my dog killed it.)…

… and when it popped it’s intestines stuck to the bottom of my foot!!!

Then I had to use a barn scraper to peel it off the floor and get rid of it.


Just writing that gives me the heebeejeebees all over again as well. But- it also gives me the evil satisfaction of knowing that I probably gave you them as well.

See! Even this marmot thought my story was icky!

Even this marmot thinks my story is slightly horrifying!

Disgusting news is fun to share!

How about you, what’s your best heebeejeebee inducing story?



27 comments on “Guguaah!

  1. Jenny says:

    I love gross things/stories!!! I don’t know that I have a gross story on the top of my head to share.

  2. Sally says:

    Oh God that is just gross beyond words! Thank you for giving me that mental image >.< I think I'm going to be sick now..

  3. Blueberries are round, and when you bite down on them they pop. Guess what I crammed a whole handful of into my mouth as I started reading this post. GAAHHH!

  4. Peter S says:

    When I read ‘popped’ I thought i was going to vomit!

    Worst I have is stepping in cat vomit, in bare feet, just as our baby threw up on my shirt.

  5. Diane says:

    I would have had a heart attack! EEEEUUUU You poor girl! Maybe you should consider flip flpos from now on.

  6. Cathy says:

    In the old house I stepped out of bed onto a DEAD, DE-CAPITATED chipmunk left by my Siamese Cat “The Dust Buster” who was ever so proud. Never knew what happened to the head but I did a most remarkable dance all around the bedroom screeching before I put my foot into boiling water. I know exactly what you are talking about !! Cathy

  7. NotAPunkRocker says:

    I am glad the mouse was already dead because I just totally laughed. Ick, but funny.

    Yeah, I am sick.

  8. Claudine says:

    Oh my gosh!!! That truly is the most disgusting thing ever. I HATE mice, and the thought of one popping under my bare foot….yep, that just put me over the edge!

  9. Yanic A. says:

    Oh believe me, reading it gives the heebeejeebees too. *fans herself hoping not to gag*

  10. Kari says:

    We are obviously related. I love sharing gross stories. Did I tell you about the root beer I drank that wasn’t root beer? And was instead bacon fat ethan had dumped in the empty root beer can? Such a gross taste/feeling in my mouth. That is my most recent heebeejeebee inducing story… But, I have plenty others!

  11. Terry Tyler says:

    I am SO glad I had just swallowed my last mouthful of muesli before I read that! I was amused by your review of the book set in AD15,. on Rosie’s blog, btw πŸ™‚ I suspect that if the writer had thought more about plot and character and less about over-research, you might have liked it more, though!!!

    • Jessie says:

      I’m glad you took the time to poke around here! I think you are correct about the book. Seemed that some of book was from different characters point of view just to add more facts. Of course had I stopped interrupting my reading to check things out that might have helped too! πŸ™‚

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