Pulling back the lid (not recommended) lets loose an odor that punches you in the nose like a stinky fist. If you’ve ever smelled a can of dog food, it’s just like that. Only imagine you are opening the can while your head is wedged in a horse’s ass.
While perusing the “Good Lord, NOOOO!” aisle of the supermarket, I came across the atrocity known as Dolores Brand Pickled Pork Rinds. These are not the crunchy pork rinds you’ll often see over by the chips. The label says “Ready to Eat.” They left off “By Dumb-Asses.” There is also a red starburst proudly proclaiming “Nuevo Envase de Vidrio Reusable”. Not knowing much Spanish, I could only assume that meant “Oh Crap — A Jar of Skin!”