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We lived across the street from a restaurant and one day their sign said the special was "Half Baked Chicken" Yewww - who wants half baked half raw chicken!!!
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Once when I was seven years old, I was sitting at the kitchen table, pigging out on kiwi fruit. Mom, who apparently wanted one or two for herself, said, "Sean, you know what those are made from, right?"
With my face stuffed with kiwi fruit, I said, "No, what?"
"They're the eggs of kiwi birds that never quite hatched."
My face must have turned as green as kiwi fruit flesh -- I let her have the rest. I found out some time later she was pulling my leg, but even now, 18 years later, I still haven't eaten kiwi fruit. Trauma, I tell you.
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I watched a show when I was little about sponges and how dirty they were. So I would never eat "sponge cake" and I still wont to this day!!!
All growing up, whenever we had Tapioca pudding, my mother told everyone who had any that the tapioca were actually fish-eyes...this kept my next-door neighbor from ever eating Tapioca pudding...of course, I thought it was cool!
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My father told me that Kiwi fruit, was actually "Gorilla Balls." Needless to say, I was not interested in eating any of THOSE, thank you very much.
this is my sisters belief. my cousin told her the homemade icecream was crunchy because she used cockroaches to make it and she still wont eat my cousins homemade icecream.
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When I was a child, I used to sneak sips of coffee out of my mother's coffee mug. To make me stop, she told me that drinking coffee would turn your feet black.
i used to believe that the last bite of any banana wasn't good to eat. even as an adult i always threw the last bite away. someone asked me why and i confessed i had no idea why...i just had always thrown away the last bite. it wasn't until i was iun my late twenties that, while thumbing through the encyclopedia, i came across a diagram of a banana. it was split into its constituent parts...80% water, 15% something else and the last bite (5%) was ash. i realized this was the root of my belief since childhood. (even knowing this i still have a tough time eating that last bite)
My older cousin once told me that the bubbly part on the pizza, next to the crust, was the pizza's brain. I thought the pizza would be upset with me if I ate its brain, so I never ate that part.
in first grade i used to come home and make ketchup sandwiches (two pieces of bread and nothing but ketchup) to have for a afternoon snack cause i was convinced that it was brain food...
When I was a child, my older sister told me that peas were "fish eyes" and even though I'm all grown up now and I know that they are NOT 'fish eyes', you still can't get me to eat peas!!
One day my sisters bought some Ben & Jerry's "Chunky Monkey" icecream. To keep me from eating it, they told me the chunks in the icecream were real monkey chunks. I still have a fear of monkeys.
A mean, older kid that knew I had a phobia of vomit told me if I drank orange juice in the morning I would get really sick because of the acids. It took me years to completely convince myself that that was untrue.
After seeing an episode of a childrens TV show, the name of " Mr. Bumpy", where there was a rotting toast, I believed that old, mouldy or stale toast would attack you.
How stupid is that?
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my sister loved cashews and to stop me eating them she told my brother and i that they were snails that had lost their shell and dried up in the sun.
My dad and grandpa used to tell me the little bits of gelatin in tapioca pudding were fish eggs. I believed this for a long time and I still can't eat tapioca pudding even though I now know otherwise.
When I was really young I loved the drink Mountain Dew. (For those who don't know, its a yellow soft drink.) I remember thinking for the longest time that it was mountain goat pee. I found out later that it was actually my sister who told me that.
When I first heard the expression, "post nasal-drip" I thought it was a cereal.
my sister was very cruel to me. She told me that the red stuff on the raw meat was ketchup,so me being little, i believed her and took a lick. It was very certainly not ketchup!
My little brother saw bagels in the supermarket and asked me what they were. I told him bagels were insects that lived in your hair, like cooties. They were made by grooming the hair of little boys like him, and puffing the bagels up in an oven like popcorn. He believed me for ages! He actually used to make me go through his hair looking for bagels, and I'd find a bit of dirt or something and say I'd just squashed a bagel for him!
As children we were told by my step-father that the parsley flakes in Lipton chicken noodle soup were boogers. To this day, (40 years later), my entire family refers to it as "Booger Soup"!