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I used to believe that tapioca was made from boiled used kleenex.
When i was about 8 we had a next door neighbor girl that was a little older who tried to pull the wool over our eyes. She told my two sisters and I that she was an indian, and that because of that she knew some things in nature you could eat. She convinced my sisters that each chunck of those dried, cracked mud holes tasted diffrent. I still remember watching them eat little pieces of it.
As children, my younger brother loved Glossetts Chocolate Covered Raisins. One day, on a bush picnic, my older brother and I (we were 5 years older), told our younger brother we had found a trail of Chocolate Covered Raisins. Our eager 3 year old brother ran through the forest and on the snow found a trail of ... you guessed it - rabbit feces. He quickly figured it out after his first sample. We still laugh about it to this day!
When I was a small child my older brother told me that the crinkly ends of hotdogs (the "butts"), was where all the leftover meat parts went. You know, like the liver, intestines, bladder...stuff like that. To this day I can not eat the ends of hot dogs.....I'm 31 years old and it still affects me.....and I cut the ends off my children's hot dogs too!
My grandfather used to work outside in his garden and I remember once when I was about four he told me that he ate worms. I didn't believe him, so he dug up an earthworm and held his head sideways. He tilted his head back and opened his mouth and from my perspective he appeared to be lowering the worm into his mouth, and then chewing it up and swallowing it! I remember screaming and running away. It really upset me at the time!
I used to believe that my toe nails would turn black if I drank coffee when I was little, so I was scared to drink it.
I would not eat anything with dried onions in them..I thought they were fingernail clippings!
top belief!
From the time I was 3 to the time I was 6 I was afraid of hamburgers and clothes driers. My older brother told me that if I hid in the drier and someone turned it on I would turn into a hamburger. So everytime mom made hamburgers she had to make me hotdogs because I was always asking who got in the drier, and would refuse to eat the burgers. She had no clue what I mean but my brother laughed at me everytime.
My great-grandfather firmly believed, and had me convinced, that SPAM was mouse meat.
In the first grade, standing in the lunchline, I told the other boys that the weenies the cooks were serving were actually weeners cut off other boys to make girls. How else could you make a girl? This made alot of the boys swear off hotdogs.
when i was little i thought that dim-sims wre made from cats,so never ate them
When I was 5 or so, my uncle told me that little green men lived under mushrooms. Of course I believed him and never ate mushrooms again. To this day I still can't don't eat them.
My dad always said I would get hair on
my chest if I ate my Mashed potaotes.
Of course I didnt want hair on my chest so I refused to eat them. My mother used to make me sit till I ate all my food on the plate, so If i ate the potatoes naturally I would get sick.
Not me, but my girlfriend.
When she was younger, her aunty told her that a bug lives in the end of a banana. She still chops off each end of a banana to this day...
You have seen the package of Kellogs`s corn flakes, the one with the rooster with the small, red "beard"? Well, I thought that the corn flakes were made of the rooster`s "red beard".
If I was bad as a children mum said: DO you want me to hit you. I always thought that meant that she would give me bad food.
I used to believe that the little brown squiggles you got in biscuits were actually flies. I think I was about 15 before I found out they were actually raisins.
top belief!
because my dad didn't want to share his oysters with us, he told my sister and i if we ate them they would crawl back up our throats and out our mouths when we went to sleep. we didn't eat oysters for years
at a thanksgiving dinner when i was about six, cousin malcolm told me that bleu cheese (there was bleu cheese salad dressing present) was made, via a complicated and arduous process, from lambs' vomit. i'll eat it, now (i'm 32), but i still think of that every time.
my brother used to believe that Ground Chuck meat was actually groundhog meat.
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