"A peeled baby in a bag of salt."
HA! I love it.
There is something magical about grossing out someone who thinks he cannot be grossed out. I do this kind of joke-arms-race with my friends. We all try to go as far as we can, each trying to outdo the other.
It usually ends in hilarity. Then soon after I'm like, "Did I just
say that?
Q: What is blue and orange and sits at the bottom of a pool?
A: A dead baby with slashed "floaties."