A mate of mine needed food for his fish in the fish tank at home, and he was hard up for cash and couldnt buy any.
He pulled up next to a roadkill kangaroo that had been there for at least a few days.
You could smell this thing from 500 yards in the hot summer sun ... the crows had eaten the ar$e out of it, and it was literally crawling / moving with maggots.
My mate drove his bare hand up the ar$e of this rancid kangaroo and pulled out a big handfull of a mixture of maggots and decomposing guts.
He took the rst of his pie he had for lunch out of the paper bag and put the maggots in it.
He then proceeded to finish eating his pie after wiping his hands on his shirt....
... lovely stuff
Cheers
Pete