My sister couldn't eat Thin Mints for 20+ years because she ate a whole box when she was 6.
And then she got bitten by a moose.
And then the moose didn't bite her for 20+ years.
Giles ,'Touched'
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My sister couldn't eat Thin Mints for 20+ years because she ate a whole box when she was 6.
And then she got bitten by a moose.
And then the moose didn't bite her for 20+ years.
Is it bad that I always assumed the monkey bite thing was a big joke? I figured he was actually sick with something that he didn't want to tell us about, so he made up the monkey bite story.
I used to think I disliked gin, but I eventually realized I disliked cheap gin. The top shelf stuff is nummy.
Only if there's juice and cookies after.
I want s'mores.
And a bonfire.
A similar thing happened to me with rum.
Whuhuh? Unpossible.
Never had a bad experience with gin. It just started out tasting bad.
Had the bad experience with Bailey's. Drank most of a bottle myself. Chased it with pretzels, which I hate, but I realised I was downing it on an empty stomach, just me and a bunch of guys. Teh nast. And then had to fake sober and responsible for my parents (I think I was 17 or so and needed to babysit little sis).
I understand there are a number of delicious rum-based drinks out there.
Dark & Stormys!!
Never had a bad experience with gin. It just started out tasting bad.
I am ita! But I am now willing to try fancy-schmancy cocktails made with gin, so I may be stepping back from my Gin = Ew stance.
Beer, however, still tastes ugh. No matter what type I've tried. waits for Steph/nutria in the Steph suit to disown me
My bad experience was with vodka. Screwdrivers specifically, which I haven't touched since although I'll drink other cocktails with vodka.
More gin for me, then!
Apparently I have cast-iron tastebuds. I've gotten violently ill from too much of one alcoholic drink, and food poisoning from one particular food item gone slightly off, and still consume both without flinching.
Apparently my stomach, my tongue and my brain all have a great working relationship; they've all agreed that, meh, it was just that once, the thing in question is too delicious just to stop cold turkey, and the tongue and brain will just have to be more alert from now on and be ready to halt the next shipment to the stomach the instant things seem hinky.
Cashmere, thanks for that nice comprehensive list of extremely rank and suspicious items. I wonder how Annalee's discussion with Fast Eddie is going.