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My grandfather would drive past straw fields and tell me the bales of hay all rolled up was shreded wheat, what i ate for breakfast. It grossed me out and took awhile for me to eat shreded wheat again.

Julie Ann
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When I was little, for some reason I was terrified of onions. I thought that if I ate them, I would die of a heart attack. One day, my sister was going to eat soup that I thoght had onions in it, and so she was going to take a bite, and i was like, "NOOOO!" and I knocked the spoon out of her hands and somehow ending up knocking over her whole bowl of soup.I got grounded for it.
I still don't like onions.

OnIoNs ArE eViL
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When I was little my older brother told me that mayonnaise was pus from chicken tumors!

Katlyn
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that a piece of liver in your fridge if left overnight would wrap itself around a bottle of milk

Anon
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i used to beleive that the eggs are poos of chickens so i never let my mom to by eggs :S

3_7
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I was a little Catholic girl, and I used to believe that deviled ham was chopped up devils.

Camille, Palo Alto, CA
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Once my mother told me that if i ate 2 apples in a day, i would automatically get diahrreah!

Anon
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When I was about six, my best friend told me the moon was made of green cheese. I wouldn't eat cheese again for years.

Anon
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i used to think that they killed people and took out their liver to make liver!

Sarah
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I used to believe that cheese was cows poop left for a long time until it went yellow, and worms had eaten holes in it. No wonder I still wont eat cheese

Paul W
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When I was about four I always buged my mom for candy when we went to the store.At easter I asked her for peeps. She told me that the reson they were shinny was that they had glass in them. So when I was in first grade I told my hole class. They all laght. I was so inbear-assed

emily
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When I was 5 up until I was about 8 I used to hate eating roasts and meat with "chunkies" in it. Mum wouldn't let me have desert until I finished so I used to throw the chewed-up and spat out bit of meat under my dad's chair, I either thought it disappeared or he got the blame. A few days ago I asked my mum whether she knew I did that, she replied "Well I never swept the floor so by that time it would have been all shrivelled up!" Ewwwwww!

Kate
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When i was little i used to believe that the nastier the food the better it was 4 u so i once made this horrible dish it was spinach peanut butter covered in pepto bismol *yech* my mom threw up just from the smell

Ryan
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I used to believe that meatballs were made from dead rats.

Dogface
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My mum told me that if I ate sugar from the sugar bowl I'd get worms.

QueenB
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When I was 5 or 6, there was a big outdoor get-together at my church. One of the events was a cow patty throwing contest. I thought that the cow patties looked like frisbees made out of dirt and I didn't have any qualms about throwing one. My mom asked me if I knew what a cow patty was, and I didn't. She explained to me that they "cow patty" meant cow poop, but somehow, I didn't care and threw one anyway. (Didn't go very far, as I recall...)

The next day, I was watching TV, I was horrified to see that Chick-Fil-A was serving chicken patty sandwiches... how gross! Who'd want to eat that?

My mom set me straight once she finished laughing...

snertwyn
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I was an insanely picky eater growing up, and would refuse to eat any form of cow or pig. My dad convinced my mother to give me pork without my knowledge and call it "chicken" instead. I would eat it and complain about how yucky it tasted and how my mother made it wrong, eventually just refusing to eat. They did this up until I was 8.
"Chicken-roast" they called it...

Jules
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when I was a kid, my mother made me eat prunes, spinach, and even mushy carrots! I once tried, unsuccesfully, tried to hide all my food in my glass of milk. It was disgusting because it floated and made my milk taste horrible!

Surril
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when i was younger i hated refried beans because once i asked my mom why they were called REFRIED beans and for fun she told me that "the poor people in africa got paid 5 cents an hour to chew uop fried beans and spit them into ap pan so they can be refried" and i was so repulsed i didn't eat them again until i was 14.

steph
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I used to believe that tapioca pudding was made out of fish eggs and human toenails because my friends told me so in 3rd grade. To this day I can't eat it because that's the visual I get.

Lindsay
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