food: dangerous food

I used to believe that eating raw potatoes would give you worms, like dogs get.

I used to take Ritalin when I was little. It was nasty stuff. Then I saw my first Pillsbury commercial. Because of the first five letters in the name, I though Pillsbury products contained actual pills.

We were sitting in the back of my dad's van when my sister spilled a little condiment package of pepper all over herself and the floor of the van. My father turned around and told her not to move, because the Pepper People would get her. She started to cry until we cleaned her up.

When I was in grade school, the latest craze in candy was Pop Rocks, a candy that fizzed and popped when you put it in your mouth. I was always told that if you ate Pop Rocks and drank soda that your stomach would explode. This comment was always preceded by "I head about this kid who...." One time I ate Pop Rocks and a minute later had a drink of Pepsi, only realizing after what I had done. For weeks I thought the food was just falling down inside me instead of going in my stomach. I kept waiting for the pain to start. :)

When I was younger, I went to a diner for breakfast and the waiter brought me a side of gritz. I really didnt like gritz and so he told me that if i didnt eat it quickly, it would turn into styrafoam. I didnt even think about it and i hav'nt for about 20 years.

When I was about 4 or so, I believed that Tapioca pudding was fish eggs. Then, when I was about 6 my sister told me I was gonna die because I ate a green potatoe chip.

when i was 4 i ate wambat poo thinking it was chocolate yuk !!!!!

When I was younger, about 5 or 6, I always used to eat hotdogs, and one day my mother said that if I kept on eating hotdogs one would grow out of my stomach! From that, I hardly ever ate hotdogs as often!

When I was very small (3 or so) I drank coffee because I thought it was hot stuff. Coincidentally I always ran around barefoot. My aunt told me that drinking coffee turns your feet black and of course I'd look down see my black feet and blame it on the coffee.

When I was in grade school a kid told me that eating dog food would give you worms. Why the hell would you eat dog food?

When I was little, I heard my mother call my belly button a "navel." A few days later, she offered me a navel orange. I was convinced that it was some sort of belly button fruit and from then on I spent hours cleaning out my navel with Q-tips and antiseptic.

Remember Pop Rocks, those little candies that used to "explode" in your mouth? When I was 6, a friend told me that if you mixed those with soda and drank it, you'd blow up. My older brother put some into my cup of Sprite when I wasn't looking once and told me with a smirk after I had taken a long sip. I was so upset that I ran crying to my room and laid there for hours, convinced I was going to die and cursing my brother's name for all eternity. When I heard my stomach rumble from hunger, I believed I was in the final moments of my life and I started screaming so loudly my neighbors called the cops because they thought something was seriously wrong.

When I was little, my mom told me that the eyes on potatoes were poisonous, and to this day, I can't eat potato chips with green spots or french fries with black spots because, even though I know it's not going to happen, I think I'll get really sick.

When I was a kid I was told by my Mom that if I didn't go to bed before 10pm Pumpkins would come after me. I really don't know why she said Pumpkins of all things but it still scared me. I always pictured Pumpkin heads rolling up my driveway and into my front door. It scared me enough so that I always went to bed earlier than 10.

when i was in 1st grade, i accidentally checked out a book on the digestive system. I read it, and it told me exactly how you can die from choking. I instantly became paranoid and refused to eat anything that might cause me to "choke". So for almost 2 years, all I ate was canned peaches, cottage cheese, and plain spaghetti noodles. :D

Once when I was little I was at a restaraunt with my family and I was eating chicken. I picked up the chicken with my fork and saw the fork poking out of the other side of the food. Scared, I yelled "Theres a needle in my chicken!" My mom laughed and said "No, Its just your fork!"