Heard this song on online radio the other night and it's been stuck in my head ever since. It reminds me of roughnecking and "nippling up", the process of hooking up the blowout preventer. Before we began, we had to pump out the "cellar", the pit dug in the ground where drilling initially starts, in order to hook everything up and trust me, there's not many worse smells in the world (maybe something dead). The fluid is a combination of urine (from guys peeing off the side of the rig) and fermented mud and chemicals and it would be enough to gag a buzzard. Almost every time we were nippling up, someone would start singing this song. I know it's a song about drugs, but...
"Oooh that smell..."
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