What's the most horrific thing you've seen?
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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many, many things have I seen...
Most of which make me want to vom, which is why I've been a bit quiet on this qotw.
Firstly, I've been heavily involved with IT fornesics for years.
As a result of this (being involved in court cases etc), I've seen:
Almost every porn picture ever
Including pedofilia (these will haunt me to my grave)
Necrophilia
Collections of 'death' videos (you people who look up these things on google really need to look at your lives and ask yourselves some serious questions).
the obligatory donkey-cock up girls arse pics
Videos of testicles being nailed to a piece of wood (why the fuck?)
Forensic pictures of a woman who had been raped to death (again, this will haunt me to my grave)
The thing is, something seen can never be unseen and will stay with you forever.
The worst thing I've seen though, not including any of the above, was when I was in Jamaica.
On the west coast there is a small town called Black River. It's easy to get to from where I was staying and there was a nice beach that was always empty.
Anyway, the missus and her sister had come over to visit and I'd taken them there for the day. As we came out onto the beach, I noticed a bunch of people standing around a bonfire. Next to them was a wooden pallet that looked like it had a dead cow on it.
It wasn't a cow.
It was a man.
The story was, three guys had escaped from a prison a few miles inland. They'd tried to escape across the swamps, which were crocodile infested. None of them managed to get away.
This guy had been the luckiest. He'd been shot dead by the police and his body fell into the swamp. It then spent a week slowly floating out to sea, being snacked on by crocs occasionally and spending the rest of it's time rotting away and slowly bloating.
If you can imagine the result of that (as I'd rather not describe it) then you have a pretty good idea of what I saw that day as I wandered onto the beach with my frisbee and deckchair (ok, I didn't really have a deckchair, I just like the image).
horiffic? You don't know the half of it. I'll never, ever forget the sight of that bloated, half-eaten, rotted body.
cheers for reminding me...
( , Tue 26 Jun 2007, 0:04, Reply)
Most of which make me want to vom, which is why I've been a bit quiet on this qotw.
Firstly, I've been heavily involved with IT fornesics for years.
As a result of this (being involved in court cases etc), I've seen:
Almost every porn picture ever
Including pedofilia (these will haunt me to my grave)
Necrophilia
Collections of 'death' videos (you people who look up these things on google really need to look at your lives and ask yourselves some serious questions).
the obligatory donkey-cock up girls arse pics
Videos of testicles being nailed to a piece of wood (why the fuck?)
Forensic pictures of a woman who had been raped to death (again, this will haunt me to my grave)
The thing is, something seen can never be unseen and will stay with you forever.
The worst thing I've seen though, not including any of the above, was when I was in Jamaica.
On the west coast there is a small town called Black River. It's easy to get to from where I was staying and there was a nice beach that was always empty.
Anyway, the missus and her sister had come over to visit and I'd taken them there for the day. As we came out onto the beach, I noticed a bunch of people standing around a bonfire. Next to them was a wooden pallet that looked like it had a dead cow on it.
It wasn't a cow.
It was a man.
The story was, three guys had escaped from a prison a few miles inland. They'd tried to escape across the swamps, which were crocodile infested. None of them managed to get away.
This guy had been the luckiest. He'd been shot dead by the police and his body fell into the swamp. It then spent a week slowly floating out to sea, being snacked on by crocs occasionally and spending the rest of it's time rotting away and slowly bloating.
If you can imagine the result of that (as I'd rather not describe it) then you have a pretty good idea of what I saw that day as I wandered onto the beach with my frisbee and deckchair (ok, I didn't really have a deckchair, I just like the image).
horiffic? You don't know the half of it. I'll never, ever forget the sight of that bloated, half-eaten, rotted body.
cheers for reminding me...
( , Tue 26 Jun 2007, 0:04, Reply)
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