08-01-2003, 08:26 PM
Ugh. Don't talk to me about bananas. I can't stand the smell of them, and I don't even like the touch of the skin. Whenever I am asked to dispose of a peel, I do so by holding it very tentitively between thumb and forefinger before tossing it away as violently as possible. Bananas are the only foodstuff that makes me feel sick by just contemplating them. They make me squemish, and that is pretty hard to do...
Hell, as a kid I used to take a mallet and break apart slabs of frozen lamb's hearts for my father's frozen food store, and the thing about even the best wholesale meats is that you sometimes, rarely, find something that shouldn't be there. Like a frozen lamb's eye (Uh, at least I hope it was a lamb's eye) which provided a few minute's entertainment rather than the disgust most folk would associate with such a discovery.
Animal remains do not bother me. Bananas do. Strange world, huh?
Hell, as a kid I used to take a mallet and break apart slabs of frozen lamb's hearts for my father's frozen food store, and the thing about even the best wholesale meats is that you sometimes, rarely, find something that shouldn't be there. Like a frozen lamb's eye (Uh, at least I hope it was a lamb's eye) which provided a few minute's entertainment rather than the disgust most folk would associate with such a discovery.
Animal remains do not bother me. Bananas do. Strange world, huh?
When in mortal danger,
When beset by doubt,
Run in little circles,
Wave your arms and shout.
BattleTag: Schrau#2386
When beset by doubt,
Run in little circles,
Wave your arms and shout.
BattleTag: Schrau#2386