What's the most disgusting thing you've found in your car?

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Soiled baby diaper Once my wife changed our son's daipers in the backseat and forgot to take them out when we got home. They baked in the sun for hours before I went to go to work the next day. I couldn't sit in the car for days.

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A used condom! It was under the seat of my just purchased used '69 Dodge Charger RT. I found the car at my local dealer and fell in love with it.

I purchased the car all by myself (my first ever). I didn't mention a word to my husband. Just picked it up and drove home.

The salesman assured me the car had been washed and thoroughly cleaned. I honked until hubby came out to find out what the ruckus was. When he closed his mouth (he couldn't believe I had bought it by myself); we took it for a spin through town to show it off.

We stopped at a friends house so he could look the car over. I was replacing the floor mats with a new set that matched the deep green color when I noticed something under the seat. I pulled out the old floor mat to find the thing clinging to it.

We went back to the dealer to get the car REALLY cleaned this time. That car had a few more issues that the salesman had to fix too. Sources: The very first car I ever bought myself.

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Cocaroaches! This was back when I was 18, living in Hawaii. I was always busy so there was alot of food wrappers and junk in my car.

On my days off I would go to the beach so there was alot of sand covering the floor, Im talking at least a few (2or 3)inches deep, then on top of that was food wrappers and soda cans and whatever else...I took pride in the fact that I would never litter, I would never throw stuff out of the car. I rarely rolled up the windows cuz all life was about back then was spreading out my time between work and beach. My car was thrashed.

I was driving once and kept hearing noises...I was thinking it was just the wind blowing thru the windows (no ac) when I got home I was rumaging thru my crap in my car looking for old towels and clothing so I could launder them and found roaches! EEEK! Hawaiian roaches are HUGE...They are NOT afraid of you!

Sometimes you can step on them and they won't squish. AND they fly. So think of a brown mini tank about 2 to 3 inches BIG that flies!

Of course I screamed like a girl (even tho I am not usually scared of them) I ended up bombing my car. I thoroughly cleaned it, but that only lasted about a week. Hahhaha I think I was just a messy gal.

Cruising the beach was hard enuff work! Sources: jus me .

A cat turd. My car has a dark interior, and one Friday night after work I went out to the garage to get something out of the trunk. The trunk is more like a hatch; when you open it, it goes directly into the car.

The phone rang and I went to answer it and forgot what I was doing for a while. Later, I came back and got my stuff and shut the hatch. Late Saturday afternoon, I realized that I hadn't seen my black cat in quite a while.

I looked all over for him, afraid that he might have gotten out, but I couldn't find him. That night, I took a load of wash out to the garage where the washer is, and as I flicked on the light, I saw my cat up on the dashboard in the car, meowing up a storm. He'd gotten shut inside the night before.

I let him out and made nice for a while, petting him and giving him a special can of food. All was well, I thought. Until Monday morning.

Driving to work, I started to smell poop. First I thought it was my imagination, but the smell got stronger (I suppose, as the car warmed up--yuk! ).

Then it dawned on me. I knew exactly what had happened. Sure enough, when I got to work, I looked in the back of the car, and on the floor on my nice purple Hawaiian mat on the passenger side, was a big honkin' cat turd!

YICK! .

Gross out alert! I went to a friend's for a dinner and was told to bring raw chicken breasts. When the meal was served, I noticed that there didn't seem to be much chicken in the dish but I didn't say anything.

A few days later, the car was smelling funky but I blamed the boyfriend's work boots in the trunk. So, I was driving down a STEEP hill and something really slimy attached itself to my ankle. I almost drove off a cliff!

When I was able to stop and jump out, I found a chicken breast covered in maggots! EEEEWWWW! I asked my friend why they didn't say anything when they only found a couple of chicken breasts in the bag and they said they just thought I miscounted or couldn't afford more or something.

After we all got over being creeped out...especially me...we got a laugh out of the misunderstanding. Sources: Personal experience .

" "You're on the Titanic and have just found out it is sinking. What is the first thing you would do?" "Can you say, "Disgusting? " Or how about "Yuck?

"" "What is the strangest thing you ever found in your food." "What is the most disgusting occupation that you can think of? " "What's the most disgusting thing you ate? " "What silly thing have you found yourself yelling in a moment of fear or surprise?

You're on the Titanic and have just found out it is sinking. What is the first thing you would do?

What is the strangest thing you ever found in your food.

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