One of the other mothers in The Governor's Early Childhood Class challenged me to think up the grossest thing I could. The only stipulation was no violence. No blood and gore.
We had just overheard another parent talking about their kid ripping off a dirty diaper and smearing the contents on the carpet, so I guess 'gross' was on our minds.
I couldn't come up with something right away, but K., if you're reading this, my answer is:
Drinking a gallon of water from the Playboy Mansion Grotto.
Posted by Cathy at March 11, 2004 11:12 PMNot without boiling for at least ten minutes.
Posted by: aelfheld at March 12, 2004 09:36 AMHow about the meat grinder of bugs and beetles that was grinded and then the person had to catch them as they were coming out of the grinder in their mouth on fear factor, that might do it for me.
Posted by: Paula at March 12, 2004 12:17 PM