I remember when I was young my mom made this soup. It was a yellow and orangish color, smelled like sweat and tasted like unwiped ass. It was like sour and putrid and I thought I was gonna throw up. My mom forced me to eat most of it and till this day I STILL remember the taste.
Not ate, but one time when I was a kid, I put a straw in my dog's water-bowl and drank out of it. My thought process was that dogs water bowls must be clean enough to drink out of, so why not! reply
