We’re
entering a new age here at CHUD, with a refreshed stable of writers, a
re-energized concentration of efforts, and a focus on consistent,
knowledge-backed fun. To ring in this new era for the site we wanted to
bring you a truly special, truly memorable, truly incredible list that
characterizes what CHUD is about, and we think we’ve cooked up just the
thing.


BODILY FUNCTION JUNCTION
The 25 Grossest, Most Execrable Moments in Film.

We’re
here to explore the most depraved, flinch-worthy, vomit-inducing (or
vomit-involving) moments ever put to film. We’re not interested in
simple gore and viscera here… We’re looking for the shittiest, pusiest,
cummiest, pukeiest, piss-filled scenes in the history of
motion-pictures. Some will be huge, some will be small, but they’ll all
be gross. We’ve also put an unprecedented amount of effort into
pre-planning, scheduling, and dividing the effort for this list, so
expect it to hit you every one of the next 25 weekdays (with a number of
special surprises planned for the weekends!).


So without further
ado, grab your nearest complimentary airsick bag (or maybe just a whole
trashcan) and jump into CHUD’s newest list.


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DAY 6

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THE MOVIE?


Meet the Feebles (1989)

Distasteful does not really begin to describe this seedy and insane Peter Jackson early-work, which is basically The Muppet Show after a two week hairspray huffing bender. Depraved. Revolting. Shameless. One might think that singling out the grossest moment here would be a tall order. The film is after all dripping with fluids: puppet piss, puppet puke, puppet puss, puppet blood, puppet body slime, and puppet nose semen (you heard me). There is one moment, though, that stands above the rest…

THE GROSS?




A toilet bowl. A big wet’n’crunchy piece of shit. A hungry fly.

WHO DOES IT COME OUT OF?


 
Harry, a womanizing rabbit actor in the Feebles stage show, who has recently contracted some manner of terrible rabbit AIDS… and dropped a steamy load off without flushing. 


WHERE DOES IT GO?



Slathered into the heinous shit-coated maw of Fly-in-the-Sky, an obnoxious paparazzo, who is taking a break from his muckraking for a light snack.

ANY CASUALTIES?


Ben, one of my roommates in college, literally walked out of the room during this scene.  He complained for weeks that I picked this film from the video store.

HOW GROSS IS IT?

I won’t lie, making that animated gif was starting to get to me. Eating close-ups are always kind of gross, even when it is normal food. And the shit is just… so… wet and gooey. You are also being spared the horrible sounds of the fly chewing and savoring his shitty meal. 

Today’s installment written by Joshua Miller

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