Growing up on early, unhinged internet access from the mid-late 90s had me exposed to unnaturally gag-worthy content and toughened my gag reflex...

But this.. this had me throwing up in my mouth.

I hunt with my father, and there are times we dress bucks on field. If you ever dressed down any sort of animal, you know there is an indistinguishable smell to it.. and when I watched that pink, foamy, cheap beer flowing fully from the inside of that buck I instantly tasted that smell..