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I can vaguely remember arguing with a kid in elementary school who thought that hot dogs were made from raccoons. I'm glad I can remember a story where I was not the stupid one.
I use to think that the sauce on pizza was blood, and the cheese was skin. So when we went to a pizza plac, my dad would as me what I thaught about the sauce, and I would always say "The blood is a little to sweet." Hahaha, yeah I was so stupid. And then you wonder why would I eat blood, or skin?
When I was in kindergarten I would eat nothing but hotdogs for lunch at school. As many of us know, they aren't exactly the healthiest meal, so my dad tried to convince me not to eat them by telling me they were made of worms. After that I despised the taste of hotdogs, and although I now know that they aren't actually made of worms, I still haven't aten a hotdog since kindergarten.
When i was little i thought that olives where dead people's eye ball's so when my mom and dad ate them i would run out of the room screaming.
I used to believe that chicken skin was actually an edible coating of some kind, like plastic. Imagine my horror when I found out that chicken skin actually was the skin from a chicken.
When I was little, my mom served us different kind of green peas. She called them "lady peas" I imagined that a lady had peed them out and they went "pft, pft, pft" coming out.
My nephew believed that cheeseburgers were "cheese-boogers" and always wanted a "Cheese-booger Happymeal" at McDonald's.
I used to believe that "burgers" were really called "boogers" and "boogers" were really called "burgers."
As a young'un I used to believe that remolade was manufactured with bugs and human spit, as I had seen a nature program on television of indians chewing and spitting stuff out that looked just like remolade.
That made for some nice mental images as a kid and I saw it as perfectly natural to eat stuff other people had spit out or vomited ...
My dad told me devon was made out of horse meat. I never have been able to bring myself to eat the stuff since...
When I was a child my mother always made homemade bread and told us that burnt bread would "give you rosy cheeks."
I used the same excuse for burnt food when my children were little. One said, in her adult years, "and we actually believed you."
As a child my family and I were eating tapioca pudding. My dad told me we were eating fish eggs just to tease me. Since then I have not been able to eat tapioca pudding.
I used to believe (up until a couple of months ago) that when you broke an egg open the white chunk in between the yolk and the white was chicken sperm. My dad told me that story and I believed it until my husband told me it wasn't true.
When a child, I never ate the dumplings in chicken and dumplings. I thought they were baby chickens thrown in the soup whole.
I thought when I ate something like hamburger or sandwich they will be stacked up neatly from my butt up to my nose until I cant eat any more because there is no space for more food to fit in my throat. If the pieces that are too rotten and stinky to be stored in my body, they goes out of my butt- poop.
When I was little, my older sister used to tell me Almond Roca was 'treats' from a kitty litter box. To this day I still cannot bring myself to eat them (I'm 34 now).
I saw a Rugrats cartoon about a little baby eating a seed and the other babies getting the seed out, and after watching that I got scared of burritos for some reason and wouldn't eat them with my eyes open for like two years b/c I thought burritos had peoples guts inside of them.
When I was little my brother convinced me that guacamole was made from lizards called guacs....i believed this until i was about 9 or 10...
When i wuz about 6 or 7 ears old, my mom made me believe that if i ate one potato chip then i would immediatly start throwing up and i had to pray to od and all my ancestors in PIG LATIN?!!! I sooon realized that i lost lie 5 poundz for not eating chipz . . so thankz mom!
When I was younger I used to think that cooked mushrooms were chopped up slugs. Now I realise that they merely taste like them.