Tim Popkins, he hate the mustard.Collette, she hate the mayo.
And you?
― Pete (Pete), Friday, 6 January 2006 12:12 (twenty years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Friday, 6 January 2006 12:16 (twenty years ago)
― Forest Pines (ForestPines), Friday, 6 January 2006 12:16 (twenty years ago)
― I Am Sexless and I Am Foul (noodle vague), Friday, 6 January 2006 12:17 (twenty years ago)
― Surfer_Stone_Rosalita (Surfer_Stone_Rosalita), Friday, 6 January 2006 12:22 (twenty years ago)
― I Am Sexless and I Am Foul (noodle vague), Friday, 6 January 2006 12:23 (twenty years ago)
― Johnny B Was Quizzical (Johnney B), Friday, 6 January 2006 12:31 (twenty years ago)
I mean, not just because I'm actually allergic, but I hate it so much, even the smell of it. If someone's eating fish somewhere near me that I can smell it, I'll lose my appetite.
― Ah! The Feinbos! (kate), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:17 (twenty years ago)
― Dave B (daveb), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:31 (twenty years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:38 (twenty years ago)
― Ste (Fuzzy), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:41 (twenty years ago)
I guess I'm happy with it. Though, I really just should have gotten a Mini, instead, that fits in my back pocket.
― gbx (skowly), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:50 (twenty years ago)
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:51 (twenty years ago)
― Panther Pink (Pinkpanther), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:53 (twenty years ago)
― truck-patch pixel farmer (Rock Hardy), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:56 (twenty years ago)
― gbx (skowly), Friday, 6 January 2006 13:59 (twenty years ago)
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:00 (twenty years ago)
― Theorry Henry (Enrique), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:00 (twenty years ago)
― truck-patch pixel farmer (Rock Hardy), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:03 (twenty years ago)
― miss michael learned (Jody Beth Rosen), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:05 (twenty years ago)
― Panther Pink (Pinkpanther), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:08 (twenty years ago)
― Dan (Thank You, Childhood) Perry (Dan Perry), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:10 (twenty years ago)
― miss michael learned (Jody Beth Rosen), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:11 (twenty years ago)
i cannot stand isolated kernels of corn
― POOP BITCH (Mandee), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:13 (twenty years ago)
― Ste (Fuzzy), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:13 (twenty years ago)
...
― Dan (Is This A Trick Question?) Perry (Dan Perry), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:19 (twenty years ago)
― jocelyn (Jocelyn), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:20 (twenty years ago)
I mean, I don't mind baby corn in stirfry and salad and the like, but individual kernels of corn? On pizzas? And in lasagnes? MAKE IT STOP!!! (I know Emsk shares my fear here.)
― Ah! The Feinbos! (kate), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:24 (twenty years ago)
― James Ward (jamesmichaelward), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:24 (twenty years ago)
― beanz (beanz), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:27 (twenty years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:29 (twenty years ago)
― The Milkmaid (of Human Kindness) (The Milkmaid), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:32 (twenty years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:33 (twenty years ago)
― Laurel (Laurel), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:36 (twenty years ago)
― pompe vers le haut du volume (haitch), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:41 (twenty years ago)
― I Am Sexless and I Am Foul (noodle vague), Friday, 6 January 2006 14:49 (twenty years ago)
― mookieproof (mookieproof), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:32 (twenty years ago)
― cancer prone fat guy (dubplatestyle), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:33 (twenty years ago)
― I Am Sexless and I Am Foul (noodle vague), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:36 (twenty years ago)
Yeah, my mother and I both have the soap thing.
I also freeze for cucumber, the smell of roasting turky (even though I like turkey) and worms. I have real issues even trying to step over a worm. London has less worm than anywhere I've ever lived. Which is good and adds to my quality of life on rainy days.
― Anna (Anna), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:41 (twenty years ago)
You people are crazy. And, apparently, defective in the mouth.
― gbx (skowly), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:45 (twenty years ago)
― mookieproof (mookieproof), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:47 (twenty years ago)
― snowkitten (g-kit), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:48 (twenty years ago)
― cancer prone fat guy (dubplatestyle), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:50 (twenty years ago)
I'm getting better at needles, I can give blood and everything! But I've been known to back up all the way to the wall of the doc's office and promise tearfully to be extra careful of rusty nails. I think in my panic I even asked the dr to lie on my paperwork so I could get into college w/o the injections.
― Laurel (Laurel), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:50 (twenty years ago)
― kingfish pibb Xtra (kingfish 2.0), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:55 (twenty years ago)
--eyes, and things poking them
― Jordan (Jordan), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:57 (twenty years ago)
Inexplicably - gum. I can't explain it. Just the thought makes me retch. Actual encounter = puking. Getting any on shoes = throwing them away immediately.
Violent images. They get stuck in my head and replayed when I least expect.
― Jaq (Jaq), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:58 (twenty years ago)
― kingfish pibb Xtra (kingfish 2.0), Friday, 6 January 2006 15:59 (twenty years ago)
― gbx (skowly), Saturday, 7 January 2006 00:57 (twenty years ago)
― gypsy mothra (gypsy mothra), Saturday, 7 January 2006 01:02 (twenty years ago)
― gypsy mothra (gypsy mothra), Saturday, 7 January 2006 01:03 (twenty years ago)
yebbut it doesn't make me feel queasy or weak, it just PISSES ME OFF. there is a place for freshly bbqed/grilled/boiledifyoumust corn on the cob with butter melted and smothered all over it (actually there are many, many places for this) and there is a place for baby corn (in stir fly as suggested) but why do people feel the need to fuck up both corn and otherwise perfectly nummy dishes by putting fucking TINNED SWEETCORN in them? jeebus. we went on a walk in the suffolk/essex borders and ended at a pub where i got a lasagne - a fucking LASAGNE, right, so you expect onions, tomatoes, courgette, maybe aubergine, garlicke, oh i dunno, meat if you eat it - and the whole thing was full of fucking SWEETCORN. i picked it all out and there was a MOUND of it on the side of the plate and the lasagne was deflated. so now when i order lasagne the people always think i am a menk because i ask if there is sweetcorn in it or not and they're all like "er... no... it's lasagne, stupid... course it hasn't got sweetcorn. you menk."
actually, tinned sweetcorn in the first place. why bother even eating it? you might just as well throw it straight down the toilet.
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:25 (twenty years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:26 (twenty years ago)
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:35 (twenty years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:38 (twenty years ago)
actually the above isn't quite true; the last thing i physically couldn't be in the same room as was a stereo playing the ronan keating cover of 'fairytale of new york' just over a year ago. same deal as the oysters: i knew it was coming and expected to be able to cope, but when it happened it was all too much for me and i flew upstairs and put nick cave on or something.
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:42 (twenty years ago)
― miss michael learned (Jody Beth Rosen), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:44 (twenty years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:44 (twenty years ago)
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:51 (twenty years ago)
??!?!??!?!!! (nb I am not Ned)
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:53 (twenty years ago)
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 02:57 (twenty years ago)
Why why why?
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 03:30 (twenty years ago)
i mean - no version is ever, EVER, EVAH going to improve on shane & kirsty, right, but it's ok if people with some soul and some liquor want to have a go, they'll probably come up with something different - more drunkenly cheerful/more rancidly vicious/more sottily maudlin, whatever. it won't top the awesome sick/love seesaw of the original but it could have something all its own. but this travesty... i don't even know why they bothered. i bet even ronan keating fans hated it because there was no ez-redemption-4u clause... i bet you wish you hadn't slsked it, ha!
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 03:38 (twenty years ago)
HOW THE FUCK DID MAIRE AGREE TO THIS is all I want to know.
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 03:41 (twenty years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 7 January 2006 03:43 (twenty years ago)
Cod. I like fish in general, but there is a particular tang in cod that repulses me. Cleverly disguised cod is ok and all, so it's not irreparable. HowEVER, out of curiosity I ordered seal once in a restaurant, and that was more coddish that any actual cod I've had. So, yeah, seal.
Whale is delicious though.
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 03:50 (twenty years ago)
― gypsy mothra (gypsy mothra), Saturday, 7 January 2006 03:51 (twenty years ago)
― gypsy mothra (gypsy mothra), Saturday, 7 January 2006 03:52 (twenty years ago)
go and eat your DOG! and your CAT! and your HAMSTER! and your FISH! i fail to see how eating dog is different to eating cow.
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 03:56 (twenty years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:05 (twenty years ago)
To quench your ire a bit emsk, I haven't had a piece of that smallest-brains-compared-to-body-size-EVAH mammal for about 20 years. Then it was seen as the archetypal cheap dinner, to which ver kids would go "ew!", much like liver or something. It's achieved a more ooh-yes-I'd-pay-£30-per-pound-of-that status now, due to scarcity.
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:05 (twenty years ago)
also, cotton balls
― t0dd swiss (immobilisme), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:06 (twenty years ago)
my seafaring kryptonite = fishy-tasting fish like tilapia.
― miss michael learned (Jody Beth Rosen), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:08 (twenty years ago)
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:14 (twenty years ago)
hamsters, yeah whatever. obv i pref them alive to dead but there's shitloads of them around, so eat 'em if you like. you might have to pull their shitguts out first. then again...
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:14 (twenty years ago)
Haha emsk let's let this one lie. I'm having visions of other ilxors in their furry hats and snowploughs, feverishly clearing ground for their regular daytime kryptonite discussion tomorrow. ;)
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:22 (twenty years ago)
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:31 (twenty years ago)
This should by rights be a thread of itself, no? I'll see if I can muster the courage.
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:43 (twenty years ago)
When I was 2 my family went on a camping trip DURING BUTTERFLY MATING SEASON. My soul has been scarred ever since.
BUTTERFLIES EAT SKULLS IT IS A FACT.
― Curt1s St3ph3ns, Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:47 (twenty years ago)
(...*shudders*)
― Curt1s St3ph3ns, Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:48 (twenty years ago)
― The Vintner's Lipogram (OleM), Saturday, 7 January 2006 04:49 (twenty years ago)
Not at all. They were made with the kind of destructive love that builds a model with a firecracker attached. It's very boyish, I'll admit, but I enjoyed it and recall it quite fondly. Plus balsa wood scraping against balsa wood doesn't bug me at all, it's just pine/pine that me uncomfortable.
― M. White (Miguelito), Saturday, 7 January 2006 05:34 (twenty years ago)
― fields of salmon (fieldsofsalmon), Saturday, 7 January 2006 06:01 (twenty years ago)
― j blount (papa la bas), Saturday, 7 January 2006 07:22 (twenty years ago)
- i had no idea i felt this way about squeezing cotton balls! ick!- air farce - not funny please stop cbc, i can't even watch preview segments- low-quality trendy/slutty clothing stores, e.g. garage, stitches - just, can't go near. sometimes kind of want to! can't.- really bad dramatic paintings, esp nudes, done in oil. pain. Must put hands around eyes, as shield.- creamed corn / "creamed" "corn"- my old computer. on dial-up.- MASCOTS (the kind people dress up as, with fake heads.)- the feeling of trying to push the same poles of two magnets together and having them repel, no matter how hard you push- which is also like trying to make a fist upon first waking up, and not being able to because even though your hand appears to be in fist shape, it's weak and is laughing at your brain's efforts- black spiders, okay.- monkeys dressed up like people- winking in a non-joking way - wtf, shudder, cringe
― rrrobyn (rrrobyn), Saturday, 7 January 2006 09:10 (twenty years ago)
eeeeeeeeeeeee!
― CharlieNo4 (Charlie), Saturday, 7 January 2006 09:23 (twenty years ago)
― Forest Pines (ForestPines), Saturday, 7 January 2006 10:18 (twenty years ago)
― Ed (dali), Saturday, 7 January 2006 10:21 (twenty years ago)
― emsk ( emsk), Saturday, 7 January 2006 14:55 (twenty years ago)
Also crocodiles, snakes, lizards etc. Whenever we have been at zoos or aquaria, I keep thinking "I can do this", going in, and then I start shaking and have to leave. Last year Neil found me sobbing outside the reptile house at the zoo because my legs gave in under me when I looked at a sleeping Komodo dragon. I can watch them on the telly, but put me near a real life one, even with foot-thick plate-glass between me and them, and...
― ailsa (ailsa), Saturday, 7 January 2006 15:13 (twenty years ago)
― POOP BITCH (Mandee), Saturday, 7 January 2006 17:33 (twenty years ago)
― Beth Parker (Beth Parker), Saturday, 7 January 2006 17:37 (twenty years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Saturday, 7 January 2006 17:40 (twenty years ago)
― VegemiteGrrl (VegemiteGrrl), Saturday, 7 January 2006 18:01 (twenty years ago)
― ailsa (ailsa), Saturday, 7 January 2006 18:05 (twenty years ago)
OMG - I thought it was just me! This stuff makes me insane. Also, anyone who says 'sssshhh' to me. Not as in a staccato-like 'SSH!', but in a soothing, trying to be relaxing 'sssshhh' way. I can go ballistic over that.
― marianna lcl (marianna lcl), Saturday, 7 January 2006 18:37 (twenty years ago)
― POOP BITCH (Mandee), Saturday, 7 January 2006 18:45 (twenty years ago)
― my penis wears a cape, Sunday, 8 January 2006 19:21 (twenty years ago)