It’s better than using a “honey bucket”
Honey bucket tests the limits of my homesteader instincts. :-)
Honey bucket?
OMG, reminds me of our neighbors. We live in the sticks with real hillbillies. They never had water or sewer, used 5 gal pales. Their “room” was by the kitchen.
I did some work on their baler, they invited me in for coffee. I just about puked all over the place. The kitchen stunk worse than a rotten outhouse. I tried so hard to be polite and drink the coffee, then was offered donuts, brown donuts. I was sitting at the table holding back the hurl, it was wanting to come through my nose.
I just got up and told them I was going to work on their tractor before it got dark.
This is a true story.