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I didn’t like eating salad as a kid, and the way my mom got me to finally eat it was by telling me that it was the only way to get gum out of my stomach that I had swallowed at times.
My Mum told me that Parsnips where the same as Bananas . Once they're peeled sliced and boiled/steamed they do look a bit like bananas ( Honest!!) except that they taste crap!
I had a uncle with a prosthetic leg that had black rubber toes. One day when I was small, about 7 or so, I saw this and, not knowing his leg was not a "real" leg asked him why his toes were black? He said it was from drinking coffee. I never picked up the habit of drinking coffee because I believed his story and I did not want my toes to turn black.
My dad once told me that every potato we had ever eaten was grown in his ear.
When my sister and brother and I where younger our parents would make liver and onions for dinner not mentioning acutally that it was "LIVER". One day we asked them to make that good steak with the onions. To our suprise we had been eating liver and onions thinking it was steak and onions the whole time!
I remember my mother telling me that I would grow potatoes in my ears if I didn't clean them. I didn't want to eat potatoes for a long time after that, for fear of whose ears she harvested them from!
Wheni was little i thought that broccoli was little trees that my parents cut down fromthe back yard and then cooked them and forced us to eat it
up unti i was about 15 i though the stems of broccoli wasnt edable until my sister was laughing and told me about how she made me eat the broccoli because i wasnt alowed to play until i ate it, so she told me that the tops were like tree stars from land before time. boy did i feel stuipid after realizing ive been going for years only eating the tops because of that
When we were younger i told my little brother (5 years younger than me) that beef burgers were made from beef and human brain! he believed me for years and even to this day my family still call them 'brain - burgers'!
I've been eating poppyseed danishes ever since I was little, and my father used to joke that I was eating a pastry full of ants. I believed him, so whenever someone asked me what I was eating, I declared, "Ants!" I thought I was really brave and cool for eating them.
One evening, I asked my mom what she was cooking, and she replied, "Beef heart". Thinking she had said "Bee fart", I proclaimed, "I'm not eating stinker meat!"
When I was about six, my dad told me hot dogs were cow lips. I believed him. For years. Now I know better....
there are plenty of other cow parts in there, too.
I had my sister convinced that SPAM meant 'Squashed Pig and Moggy'. She refused to eat spam for a good 5 years claiming that it contained cat. Curiously, she never told my parents the reason why she refused to eat it.
My grandfather told my mother and her 8 siblings that Soy Sauce was pigeon blood. It wasn't until my mom got married to my dad when she was 25 that she learned the truth.
I used to believe that tapioca was made from boiled used kleenex.
Naive child that I was, my mother convinced me that liverwurst was made from apples to get me to eat it (apples - yum; liver - yuck). She teased me for years about fooling me into eating it and I still don't fully trust her anymore... oh well.
at some point when I was a kid I looked at a box of cereal and read that it had 454 "germs" instead of grams. I wouldn't eat cereal for a while after that, because I thought I'd get sick.
My sister told me that Crisco was frosting and I believed her because thier was a big frosted cake on the can, so i ate a huge spoonful of it. After the first bite, I realized just how mean sisters can be.
When I was about five, my sister had a can of Mountain Dew. I tried to sneak a drink, and when she caught me, she told me that it had pieces of lasagna in it. As a kid, I hated lasagna and from that day on, I never drank Mountain Dew again. I was well into my young teen years before realizing Mountain Dew was not actually made from lasagna (and still don't drink it to this day, thirty years later)!
For as long as I can remember I have not liked onions. Since my daddy did he would always try to sneak them into my food. One day, I was about five, he made chicken and fried potatoes for me and mom. When I asked him if there were onions in it he looked me dead in the eye and said "eat 'em, they'll put hair on your butt". For the next few years of my life I checked my backside every night before bed just in case I accidentally ingested a piece of onion. To this day I wont even touch them. I am 23.
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