
Originally Posted by
Skirkle
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A few years ago before my grandfather died, he had undergone surgery to remove his colon, resulting in him needing a colostomy bag. One night when we visited, my dad was standing on the porch smoking a cigarette, and my grandfather came out to talk to him...
All of a sudden, my dad comes into the house screaming. His father, my grandfather, had opened the bag next to him as a joke. Apparently the smell was so bad, even outside, that my father couldn't stand anywhere near him. He still says that it's the worst thing he's ever smelled in his life.
I miss my grandpa.