Today I woke up, did my morning routine, I had just come into my apartment from starting my car in this frigid weather. Recently I noticed a stench in my kitchen. Well this morning that stench was found in the form of a bag of potatoes. A like 4 month old bag of potatoes, sitting on top of my fridge in a corner, potatoes I didn't know existed.
These slimey, disgusting, and dripping potatoes were the worst thing ever. I gagged at first scent. It wasn't until the rogue drip on my sleeve stench made throw up in my bathroom.
I spent a solid 30 minutes cleaning it up, still wreaks.
Close second is the summer we had a billion caterpillars on our house die at once and get baked in the sun. I didn't throw up then though.