Sport Faller
Gate Pimp
I'd have to say that working at the slaughter house was my worst job. We got our pork cuts in huge, 1800 lb. containers, by the time we cut up most of it there was about 2 feet of blood in the bottom of the container. Being the new guy I was the designated "fisherman" which meant that I was tipped over at the waist, feet in the air, and damn near shoulder deep in blood trolling around for any leftover cuts with a meathook
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