I got spewed on so badly at work today that the boss called a taxi to take me home. Mondo grosso. So much so that the boundaries of what is and isn't disgusting are now completely blurred to me and I find myself asking my 14 year old cousin whether leaving condoms filled with shampoo in my brother's bed is over-stepping the mark.
Actually I know that wasn't. The issue was whether to also add tomato sauce to make them look diseased. We decided that this was also OK. But used tampons=too far.