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My mum always used to say that Cod's Roe was made from the "Willies" of little boys who kept playing with them.
my Grandpa told us that pine cones tassted like ice cream cones. I didn't beleive him, but my cousin took a big bite of one! And promptly spit it back out!
When I was 5 my brother told me rice was made from Spiders eggs!
I used to wonder why grown-ups like to eat food that is nasty. I never saw liver and onions served at any birthday party I went to.
Someone told me that the red icing on 'Party Rings' was made from beetle's blood....I ate them anyway.
When looking after me and my sisters for the afternoon, my uncle told my little sister that the sultanas in the teacakes he had toasted for us were burnt bits. To this day she won't eat anything with currants, raisins or sultanas in it, and she's 24 now!
A baby-sitter once told me that peanutbutter really was baby-shit. I never ate peanutbutter again.
My brother told me that the jelly in pork pies/tinned meat was made from cow spit. To this day I still gag when I think about eating the stuff.
My Grandfather told me that oysters were in fact old fisherman's spit. What it was that when they were fishing they use to spit over the side of their boat, it sank to the bottom and fell into shells. I didn't like them until I was about 18 years old.
One of the dinner ladies at our school had the tips of her fingers missing and were therefore deformed. Rumour had it that school dinner sausages were 'Fingerella's' fingers. Also we wouldn't eat the tinned tomatoes as we thought they were peeled testicles.
i believed that the holes in swiss cheese were cow farts.
When I moved up to middle school from juniors, I was reliably informed by the older kids that the Cornish pasties served in the dinner hall were filled with dog food. I never tried one until I was about 20.
I used to believe, thanks to my older sister, that spaghetti was worms with their blood drained out, to make the sauce. For years I wouldn’t eat spaghetti, and even now I don’t like tomato sauce.
I used to believe that mincemeat was mouse meat. I still tell the kids at Thanksgiving that mince meat pie is really mouse meat...some of the adults even look at me and THEY almost belive it too.
My sister told me that the little nuts in the Big Boogie candy bar were boogers.
I couldn't believe it when my father told me that eggs were baby chickens. I was so horrified that I actually hallucinated while watching him calmly continue eating scrambled eggs, and saw a fluffy chick pop up on his fork right before he put it into his mouth. "NOOOooo!" I cried. He looked annoyed. I firmly believed that this had actually happened until I was about 13, at which point my "scientific" explanations for the phenomena were wearing pretty thin.
I used to believe that Ready-Brek would make you glow, like it did on the TV ad. It tasted HORRIBLE, but I persevered for most of my 6th year.
I used to be believe that white sugar was made from ground up bones
We had a cat named Staccato when I was very young, and since I couldn't pronounce Staccato I called her Taco. When I started school, we were having cafeteria food and in line I was told we were having Tacos. I cried and cried and refused to eat. I thought everyone was eating my cat.
A little girl down the road told me that kale (a green leafy vegetable, kind of like spinach) was really cow butt. I wouldn't eat it forever.
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