You ever see what happens when you forget to milk one of them? Let me tell you, that is one mess you don't want to have to clean up!
Years ago, when I had the misfortune of working for the Ronald, corporate fucked up and sent us an extra creature halfway through the designated lifespan of the one we had. So we shove it in the back room because there's only space for one at the trough.
I'm doing what I can to keep up with it, you know the usual. Stuffed the feed machine as full with our trash as I could, but it only ever output enough for one. So I followed the handbook on what to do if the machine is broken. Unattended kids in the play place are easier to catch than you'd think, and the more clever ones will come right to you after a few days if you tell them you've got a free shake for them. I was milking the creature regularly too. Handbook is full of vague warnings to never forget to milk it every day.
Anyway, I'm not scheduled every day, but whenever I'm in I'm taking care of it. Then management doesn't schedule me for a week. Hired some new chick he wanted to bang and gave her all my shifts.
Then I get a call that he needs me to cover. Seemed distracted and tense.
I drive up to see some emergency vehicles parked outside, flashing lights on, and some suited guy looks like he's arguing with them about a lumpy shape under a sheet on a gurney. I walk by and the lump stirs. I hear gurgling. The sheet shifts. One of the creatures had a baby! I guess that's why they only ever send us one.
I head in, manager says the new girl won't be coming in anymore and he's giving me my old shifts back. Hands me a mop and points me to the back room. Tells me nobody milked the extra creature, clean it up and to not get any on me. Looks like he's been doing lines in his office again. Bastard.
Hoo boy. Looks like a man sized lemon lime sausage exploded back there, and everything is coated in this clear ooze that's making a sizzling sort of carbonated noise. Just... meat, lemon lime pulp, meat that looks like pulp, pulp that looks like meat, that weird ooze, and this sickeningly sweet smell. Had to do a double shift to get it all clean. Don't think I'll ever forget the smell. You can leave me out of that miracle of childbirth, thank you very much!
I swear that damn smell followed me home, even after multiple showers. The next day I had these weird little yellow and green blisters, but they popped and I've been fine since. Smell went away after that too. Corporate made me do a random drug test a few days later. I swear I caught a whiff of that same sickly sweet smell off my sample though. They closed down that location suddenly a few weeks later, don't know why.