Had a friend that worked for the waste management department of a nearby coastal town.

One day they were picking up the 55 gallon drums the city used a waste bins on the main street. They usually had small holes drilled in the bottom so as to let water and whatever wet that got in the barrels drain (yes, they did have industrial bin liners in them, but invariably someone would throw in a bottle and it would break and poke holes through, so there was always soupy garbage goo in the bottom..)

Did I mention the barrels usually had holes drilled in them?

Not this one.

Friend was lifting it onto the rack body municipal truck and the kid on the truck grabs the bottom of the barrel that is sitting on the lip of the truck bed and tilts it back… so the sludge runoff runs out, right into friend’s face - as he is telling the kid to watch out as the bottom of that barrel seems a bit wet..

Straight into his mouth, nose and eyes.. It was shades of the Toxic Avenger, as he went right to the ground, choking and spluttering.

I saw him a few hours later and he’d gotten blazing drunk so as to put so much vodka into his system, no germs would survive. We agreed after much deliberation, he was either a dead man walking or he’d boosted his immunity to every disease known to man and had gained immortality.

There’s fierce chemistry and biology in dumpsters, bins and barrels.

We never found out if he was gifted immortality from the garbage soup as he was also a raging alcoholic and drank himself into liver failure a decade later. :(