Several years ago I whacked a bunch of trout and a few reds in December. Had to bring them to the house (Uptown NOLA) instead of cutting them at the camp for some reason. Proceeded to do so, but was out of garbage bags to dispose the carcasses with. Put them in an old 48 quart ice chest while I made a bag run, leaving a 1/3 full small bag of ice so the bottom wouldn't get too nasty.
Got caught up doing something and forgot about the whole thing. Mardi Gras rolls around two months later, we're having people over for parades, need all available coolers. The soup that presented itself when I opened that lid would bring anyone to religion.
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