Back when he was college and in a fraternity, everyone got back from summer vacation and opened up the fraternity house again for the year, and when they were doing that, they discovered that someone had left a bunch of chicken legs in the freezer all summer long.
And, they had shut electricity down in the house all summer.
The smell was so bad in the kitchen, he actually started having involuntary gags that were escalating to the point of a vomit, and he had to back away...
"Hey, let me get that," this one guy was like, though, and barging through the crowd was one his frat brother who had grown up above a funeral home.
As it turns out, the guy put on gloves, but otherwise he got all the rotten wings out without a mask, and the smell didn't faze him one bit.
"I bet that freezer must have stank after that," I was like.
"It did," he was like. "We had to throw it out."
"So why didn't you just chuck it out with all the rotten legs in it?", I was like.
"Too heavy," he was like.
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