alrighty then! my kind of question !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In my field of employment (looney nursing) you see lots but a few memorable ones include:

One patient hit his head on a table during a seizure, when we walked in 20 mins later, another patient was poking his finger in the hole in his head and licking off what ever he found.

An incontinent female patient had removed her depends pad and there was lots of blood and shit running down her legs. That wasn't the horrific bit though, it was the male patient sitting on the floor, smiling, eating her pad.

Being sent to another ward to clean up after a death and assuming it was natural causes. When we arrived discovering that it wasn't natural causes but one patient striking another patient with a 12kg dumbell about the head repeatedly. Having blood, bone, brains and hair dripping off the ceiling on to you could be described as horrific.

Receiving a frantic phone call from the staff on another ward stating one of their patients just didn't seem right and to get there as quick as possible. On arriving, discovering that a very large dayroom was covered on every exposed surface, including the ceiling, with shit. Then finding the aforementioned patient very dead behind a chair. He suffered faecal impaction and hadn't shat for 3 weeks. Unfortunately, he got hold of 2 loaves of bread and ate the lot causing his guts to literally explode.

This will probably be seen as more horrific by male users. Sitting having morning tea with some other staff members when a male patient walks in with a peice of glass in his hand. He then calmly cut a 2 inch long hole in his scrotum, pulled each testicle through the hole, smiled at us, then walked out.

There are lots more but the most horrific thing for me now is that it really doesn't bother me much anymore and is seen as amusing to those of us who have been in the game a long time.
(wallynothere rnot without protection, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:22, Reply)

Dead Cat
Whilst on my way to work a few months ago, I happened upon a cat lying rather prostrate just up the road from me. Sensing it was probably very dead, I thought I'd remove the poor blighter from the side of the road and put him in the bin nearby.

This is where it got nasty. The cat had been hit with such force that its skull had, in effect, exploded. One eye had popped out of its skull and was just staring up at me blankly. The other was completely and utterly white with flecks of blood and brains on it. There was blood and squashed brain everywhere.

Just thinking about it now makes me want to hurl, and I'm not very squeamish.
(Prawn, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:12, Reply)

Poor lass
I went to Download fetival last week ( \m/ ). As is the norm at any big festival, there were two big video screens either side of the main stage with cameras beaming up images of whatever act is on for the benefit of the farther-flung spectators.

In between acts, the camera would zoom in on pretty ladies in the crowd, and the lady would - in general - treat the crowd to a flash of her norks to a resounding "RAAAAAAYYYY" from the appreciative gentlemen in the audience.

Now ... it chanced that the camera zoomed into a more hirsute young lady, and being excited at the sight of herself on-screen, she lifted up her garments to bare ... a floppy, spaniels-ear-esque pair of boobs and a pale, quivering gut. I don't want to be unkind to her but it really was a pretty horrific sight.

The audience clearly thought so too, as a resounding cheer of "RAA - ooooooouuuuff" shook the air. She must have been mortified!
( Droog is too orangey for crows, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:12, Reply)

I used to live in
Darlinghusrt in Sydney and had to catch a bus from Sydney's infamous Taylor Square each morning. One day, sitting on one of the bus stop seats, was a fat, filthy man. The kind who has clearly done nothing but drink the last fifteen years or so. Oddly, people were passing by and saying hello to him despite the fact that he was drinking a meths/coke mixture. After a few minutes he began to vomit but didn't bother to move his head (obiously he was used to this minor side effect) so the stream of sticky sick just went down the front of his gut, onto his possibly one coloured track suit pants and mainly onto his feet. Between spurts he would take another swig from the bottle. When he stopped spewing, e smiled a brown stumped grin and chugged back another load. He was pretty grim.
( The Togaboy The world will end on, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:11, Reply)

scene from aliens
i worked for years in the west australian deserts as an exploration geo. We were driving down one track when we had to stop because a dead camel was laying across the middle of it. We were going to have to use this road a lot so we decided to get out and shift it.
As we walked up, my perpetually pot smoking fieldie Easy jumped back and said "fuck, it's still alive".
Sure enough it's stomach was moving in a weird sort of way. I walked around it to get a closer look, and from out of its arse a great lizard pushed out. I almost shat meself. I really wasnt expecting it and I reckon it was the shock of me life.
A mid-size bungarra had chewed its way into the camel via its bum and had been eating it out from the inside. they get slow when theyve eaten and this one didn't leave in hurry.
( cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:08, Reply)

Very recently
Yesterdays Daily Mirror showing Afghan, (I think), boys dying chained to their cots in some childrens home out there. The staff had been selling the food and clothes.
( girlinthehole, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:07, Reply)

Badger and Javelins.
I once chopped a Badger in half at school with a Javelin I nicked from the school sports pavillion.

It had 1 vein joining its head to the rest of it, however it made a fucking great Hammer for the Hammer net.

Badger cunt. Suck mine
(hoogie Original Cunt Horse Author, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:04, Reply)

Corpse
Two guys were attempting to rob the newsagents next door to my Papa's shop.

They duly kicked the door in and ran into the back store in an attempt to steal as much stuff as they could.

They were greeted by the sight of a dead body, lying in a coffin surrounded by flowers.

Cue screaming and panic, one faints and the other legs it.

The Stupid cunts had broken into the wrong shop, my Papas funeral parlour, one of them was found by the police lying on the floor next to the corpse.

My papa used to piss himself laughing when ever he told that story.
(hudster, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:03, Reply)

Derby Day
At Everton last season after twatting The Shite 3-0 in the Derby, I left the ground in good humour.

However as I turned onto Goodison Road, I saw about 3000 of these horrible cunts wearing Red, looking beaten and down.

An image that ill take to the grave, the fucking scum bags.
(hoogie Original Cunt Horse Author, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 13:03, Reply)

Not so much horrific as funny
Once upon a time, a massive dog (or perchance a cheeky tramp) had obviously been very poorly near my house.

There was a massive puddle of what can only be descibed as 'Dulux tan emulsion' (Pantone ref# 465 C) smattered across the pavement.

With a big skid-mark where someone had gone for a little ride right the way through it.

I laughed all the way to school :)
( Droog is too orangey for crows, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:59, Reply)

Veritcal Dead Guy
I found a guy dead in the Clyde once.

Weird thing was he was vertical in the water, the weight of his leather shoes was enough to pull his legs down in the water.
His shirt was over his head and his skin was pure white.

I had glanced at it as I walked by, and it took a few seconds to realise that what I was looking at was a dead guy.

he lived near me, and it seems he had tried in a drunken state, to swim across the Clyde. he'd been in the water for two weeks before I found him, I'm just glad his shirt was covering his face.
(hudster, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:55, Reply)

Rabbit
More sad than disturbing, but I once saw a baby rabbit hopping along a main road. I drove a bit further and saw a flat mother rabbit.

That still makes me cry.
( monkeon schmonkeon, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:55, Reply)

Video Nasty
I think I was on Ebum's world or something, looking at various videos, bike and skateboarding stunts going wrong when I came across this.

Two blokes fighting in a nightclub infront a crowd of about 30 and despite a bad start, one is getting the upper hand, and gets the other on the floor, face first, then twists his arm up and kicks it - breaking it. He then starts stealing the other blokes wallet. Then a bloke from the crowd whacks him over the head with a fire extinguisher, and he falls to the floor, twitching and unconscious. He then gets whacked over the head again - this time in the face - and he makes a feeble attempt to get up - the other bloke then continually hits the bloke with the fire extinguisher as hard as he can in the face until basically there is nothing left.

Suppose this is a snuff movie - it certainly stopped me venturing anywhere except YouTube.
(Pesky Young Scamp, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:54, Reply)

Hot Man-Tapas
In Barcelona, in an alleyway just of La Ramblas, I had the dubious pleasure of seeing a tramp excrete a steady, unyielding stream of caramel shitwater from his anus directly into the mouth of an expectant stray dog. I was sick in the street. Guess who cleaned up that little mess?
(cuntstubble, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:53, Reply)

Old lady taken out by Joe Death
Many many moons ago when I was wasting my life as an accounts assistant for London Transport, I was based out of offices overlooking Marylebone and Edgware road.
One day after a particularly "gruelling" trip to the typing pool I was climbing the stairs back up to my lair and idly looking out the window.
There was on a traffic island in the middle of the road an elderly couple, they calmly waited for the traffic to stop at the lights and began the first step on a journey that was to take them much much further than they had bargained for.
They didn't realise that there was a filter for approaching turning traffic and stepped right out into the path of an oncoming car.
The old lady was flipped what seems like 20 feet into the air before landing in a heap at the feet of her husband, a hush seemed to fill the area as from out from under her a pool of blood spread - imagine you knocked a 5l paint can over and imagine the pool -.
The guy driving jumped from his seat and clutched his chest and was later reported in the local paper as having died of a heart attack.
Truly horrible.
( porky, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:52, Reply)

An old couple buying 2 tubes of KY in Tesco.
(Woody999, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:51, Reply)

Pink plink Fizzz
Easily recreated if like me you hate the buggers....

Seagulls eat anything... So get them in the mood with some bread, or like me your school lunch sandwiches.

Then stuff a couple of alka seltzer in the sandwich and chuck to a seagull. Then you'll need either an umbrella or to be able to get out of the way.

I now know seagulls cannot burp, so when the alka seltzer hits their stomach it starts bubbling away and giving off a lot of gas. Without burping the seagull is now rather like a sealed container and begins to expand like a balloon, they panic and try to take off but flap away and are out of control.... when their body becomes about the size of a basketball, they burst. It's really really disgusting. You don't want to know about the smell either.
(golddust QOTW now revolves around being a cunt, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:51, Reply)

The Vile Odour of Tramp Shit
We were having an after work pint one evening in the Elusive Camel on Tooley Street in London when a tramp from the 'tramp village' (a whole gang of tramps with armchairs and cardboard houses) in the park over the road came over to the pub with a carrier bag. He stood in the doorway and proceeded to smear shit all over the door frame (the doors had to be open because it was such a stifling hot evening) we all looked in wonderment at what he was doing until the smell hit. Oh my god I have never smelt anything worse in my life and I hope I never do. The pub emptied in seconds. he closest I can get to the smell is pig shit mixed with ashtrays and then add some rotting meat and leave it all in the sun for a few hours before mixing it round to release the odour. Those tramps also used to have bumsex (excuse the pun) right out in the open in the park too. Oh I am so sad I left London.
(dedlymonkey, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:50, Reply)

Hen pecked
My grandad was a farmer. Once on his farm, I saw a hen run out of the hen coup - it was bleeding out of it's back - other hens were chasing it and eating the tubes which were sticking out of it.

I was only about 9 and I still feel sick thinking about that image.

They are evil cannibalistic creatures which is why I feel absolutely no guilt enjoying them in my favourite curry. To be honest, I think they should all be battery farmed for their own protection.

I also remember as a kid seeing a pigeon run over by a car and it spraying blood everywhere.

So my two most horrific images involve feathers and blood. Which presumably means if you want to disturb me for life, invite me to have a pillow fight after secretly hiding a bottle of ketchup inside them.
( monkeon schmonkeon, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:50, Reply)

One from my dad; I, unfortunately, did not witness this:
A chimp at Colchester Zoo poo'd into his hand (his own, not my dad's) and started eating the steaming chimp-plop. After a while, Chimpy sicked it up, and then offered the poo/sick to a younger chimp, who ate it.

Chimps rock.

EDIT: Fucking hell, this is the grimmest qotw ever. Normally when there's a yuckfest question the responses still make me wish I'd seen them for real, disgusting though they be. Not so this week -- I'm really, really glad I haven't seen any of the things people have mentioned.
( Bob Todd whee, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:49, Reply)

I haven't seen anything horriffic myself
but I missed out on seeing one of my Dad's cows giving birth to an inside out calf and another cow that gave birth to a baby cow that was in half - perfectly severed down the middle like playdoh.
( St. Defenestration The REAL one, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:48, Reply)

another nursey story...
I looked after a man who had Huntington's disease, which meant he had involuntary jerking movements all the time and constantly twitched and jumped about in his bed as if he was being electrocuted. I had just started to go over to talk to my colleague who was standing next to his bed when the poor man projectile vomited. Unfortunately, because he was lying on his back and was jerking all over the place the vomit went up in a big fountain and sprayed all over his face and all over my colleague.
(Mary Mandolin still had it on, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:47, Reply)

M4 Coach Accident....
The worst think I've seen is when driving to Bristol on the M4.

Someone must have been taking their dogs with them on the coach, the dogs weren't in the passenger part of the coach, they were in the luggage area underneath.

Anyway, the horrific part is that the luggage compartment door had come open, and the dog carriers had slid out into the traffic. I saw broken legs, bone, blood and the haunting face of the owner running up lane one of the motorway to see how injured the dogs were.
(Wallilay has been bored of this shit since, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:46, Reply)

Cracking!
Whilst walking into the town centre with a mate we found a pidgeon that was obviously having a bad day....
It was hopping about on the pavement for some reason unable to take off and was all over the place rather like a pisshead at closing time.

So I decided to kick it. Not a massive goal kick more a general shove to see what happened... What happened was the pidgeon shot about a metre across the pavement, lost it's balance at the kerb side and fell into the road. Sadly the road was rather busy and could have been wider, so the oncoming double decker bus doing a solid 30mph went straight over him.

There was a loud crack like you'd imagine walnuts at Christmas when the large bus wheel squished his little skull flat as paper.

As surprised as the bus scene from Final Destination we looked down to see a large squishy mess when a pidgeon used to be, then my mate threw up. Wuss.

I will never forget that sound.... it's quite distinctive.
(golddust QOTW now revolves around being a cunt, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:46, Reply)

well...
I usually take a quick look at the question, mull it over while having a mug of coffee, and then sit and type...

No need this week. I have an image burned in my mind. A very VERY powerful image.

At a youngish (13?) age i was just getting acquainted with the delights of the female anatomy, and somewhere in a magazine (Nat Geographic?) there was a picture of a lass.

It took a long time for me to be able to sleep that night, and it is an image that has stayed with me for many many years.

Actors can portray pleasure, unhappiness and joy.. but there's one look that no-one can fake. Pure un-adulterated terror.

I've searched for that image and found a smaller version of it. I've just found myself - now more mature - wondering what was going through the camera-man's mind... in the un-cropped image of years ago you can see that her right hand is reaching out to him, no doubt pleading for help. Where's her mother when she needs her? In the article that accompanied the picture when I saw it years ago, it pointed out that its her own mother pinning her down.

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Female "circumcision" aka Mutilation. So very very wrong, and the sympathy and horror i felt as a child when i saw this picture will stay with me forever.

Why are people such utter assholes?
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:44, Reply)

Seagulls and Trains
Several years ago (seven exactly in fact), I used to commute to work by train. Now, I had to catch a connection at a local station, and it’s a ‘regional rail’ type station. You know the sort, it’s in the middle of fuckingnowhereton.
In it’s glorious hey-day, it had been very busy, and thus has huge long platforms capable of accommodating trains with dozens of carriages, but alas no more, it’s run down and no one ventures into the darker, dimmer further reaches of its platforms, except I that is…
You see, I used to have to wait for a train connection at this station, and it invariably meant waiting around for forty minutes with nothing to do, so I’d shamble about the various platforms like something out of “Night of the Living Dead”, board, and impatient, and one day I chanced upon a dead seagull.
This thing had been walloped by a train, and was battered and splattered all over the railway sleepers. Not especially gross, oh no, that came later. Two days later.
Two days had passed, and, there was I, roaming the station once more, when I went to see if the dead seagull was still there. I figured its remoteness from the central part of the station would mean it would remain unmolested for weeks.
It was there alright, only now it had company. A second, badly injured seagull was next to it. Struck by a train while cannibalistically feasting upon the rotting flesh of the first. Rough justice, if you ask me.
I fucking hate seagulls, otherwise I may have done something about it, other than just visit it several times over the course of the following two weeks, to see how it was getting on. You’d be surprised how long a crippled bird can eek out its existence when it has a ready supply of rotting bird meat. It lasted for ages.
( Halibut If you think education is expensive, try crack., Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:42, Reply)

Reading Festival
All the talk of the mud and festivals reminds me of this story from a few years ago that makes me retch.

First band on the main stage, Dillinger Escape Plan - half way through the set and for seemingly no reason, the lead singer had a shit on stage and threw it into the crowd, it was promptly thrown back at the band - he later explained it was because he didn't like the rest of the bands on the line up.
(Pesky Young Scamp, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:41, Reply)

Fishy hedgehog
On the walk home from school I'd observed a dead hedgehog in the gutter for several days.

One day I noted that the smell of it was far stronger than before and being a teenage lad curiosity got the better of me....

I had a close look and decided the most useful thing was to turn ol' tiggywinkle over, so with the toe of my show over she went.....

revealing hundreds of maggots eating away at the underside of the hedgehog! They'd gone through loads and totally exposed the inside of the skull when a few remnants of mushy brain still sat along with a few bits of stringy guts.

Basically though what remained was rather like a hedgehog glove puppet full of salty fish smelling maggots :-)
(golddust QOTW now revolves around being a cunt, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:41, Reply)

Geriatric alcoholic
Was playing pool in a pub in a town called Blairgowrie (Scotland) when a couple of the resident geriatric alcoholics staggers past the window. 3 more steps and one of them proceeds to hurl into the gutter with such force his dentures follow his stomach contents.

His mate sees this as does the gentlemanly thing of retrieving said teeth and returned them to the owner where, without even a wipe, relocates them in his gob, just lovely!!!

Not horrific but definately amusingly disgusting.
(Studentken is looking for motivation on, Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:41, Reply)