Jack used to have anxiety problems that upset his stomach mightily. I thought that was really gross till he ate the disposable razor (not the gross part yet). The vet and asssistants tried to get him up on the x-ray table to see what the razor was up to. Well, Jack got upset and let loose from both ends. Projectile even. The vet was dripping and roared, "Your dog just had a $H!# fit!!!"
I was mortified.
It was many months before I could laugh about it. She's sooooo frigid and mean (to us two-legged creatures). She definately had it coming. ;)