Then there was the guy who drowned in a vat of beer.
It was awkward explaining to his widow that footprints evidenced he climbed out a couple times to pee.
In Upton Sinclair’s “The Jungle,” a work of muck-raking fiction which depicted abuse of mostly foreign workers in early-day meat processing industry in Chicago,a worker purportedly fell into a bubbling vat of sausage, and by the time his remains were recovered, was mostly cooked off the bone. That wasn’t the worst of it, the vat of sausage was not discarded.