The most disgusting thing at least for myself was when I caught some stomach flu. A strain on steroids ha. I learned that uncontrollable projectile vomit and projectile diarrhoea are very real things and I hope I don’t experience it again. I was house-sitting too, and alone, which made everything more difficult. I lost a pair of pants - they reeked so badly I couldn’t wash the smell away. I vomited everywhere in the house, passed out with fever, would wake up hours later, attempt to clean, vomit some more, fall asleep again. Literally I thought I could die dehydrated.

But for other people my most disgusting thing was that time I was like 8 y/o and ate grilled cow intestines. Now, for context, that’s a totally normal dish in South America. But the thing is, these intestines hadn’t been properly cleaned. So they had cow shit inside. No, I didn’t enjoy them. I started spitting this chewed up barf that looked like slimy porridge. It didn’t have much taste or smell but it was like grimy sludge I wasn’t enjoying really. Everyone at the table went ewwww ugh oh no oh go wash your mouth omg and gagging. Whatever. Grown ups make a fuss over nothing.