Loved you in Big Mouth.
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Yeah taboo is the only alcohol I cant ever touch again.
Get it slightly with whiskey.
Baked beans, when I was 5. Didnāt want to eat them, mum made me, spewed on the plate. Never been able to eat them as a result, even get a bit queasy looking at them.
KFC - had food poisoning from a bucket of various bits for lunch in Glasgow when I was a student - when I got home to my flat my flatmates said I looked ill and I very quickly filled a bathroom with the most horrific smelling bile. That was 19 years ago and I havenāt been able to go back - was my favourite of the fast food chains up to that point as well.
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Had a problem with KFC for a while, when my mate bit into a zinger burger and something popped and subsequently oozed into his mout and he threw up almost immediately
Still think about it sometimes when Iām eating it but the effect has worn off now
Brussels Sprouts
Peanut Butter
the one and only time I ever tried it I began violently retching immediately and tried scraping it off the roof of my mouth/tongue with a spoon which triggered my gag reflex and i puked up whatever Iād eaten before the peanut butter
genuinely canāt go near peanut butter without retching - definitely cannot snog anyone whoās just eaten peanut butter
everything elseā¦no problem whatsoever
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Arghh
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Sounds terrible. Opal Fruits (correct term) and Monster Munch are brilliant.
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a friend had a similar experience to this, only we were on a coach trip to an animation festival in the south of france. he had the bright idea of buying two lots of kfc before setting off, one for eating now and one for when we get there. weirdly sitting on a hot coach for 24 hours isnt the best way to keep chicken fresh
Not a food but the very idea of Southern Comfort makes my breathing shallow and my face start sweating.
Iām not great with vodka after going to a Polish wedding which called for a shot at every stage
But I struggle through
Stopped eating fish fingers at about age 7/8 cos one had a grisley bone bit in it and ughh can still remmeber the feel of it. Think thats why Iāve also avoided fish in general for most of my adult life.
Hate the smell of most foods aswell so when BS makes anything tuna related for himself or treats himself to a brocolli and stilton soup im sat wretching and canāt be in the same room because the smell is overpoweringly bad.
Mint Choc Chip ice cream.
Was horribly, violently sick after eating some as a wee kid on a long car journey: I managed to paint the backseats in a vibrant mess of off-green liquid hate.
Told everyone at primary school I was allergic to mint chocolate afterwards for some unknown reason, and would theatrically leave a table/room if After Eights were brought out for a good few years. Still donāt touch mint choc chip now, albeit less dramatically.
Glenās Vodka.
Had an absolute horrorshow of a hangover after drinking a wild mix of cheap spirits in my uni halls and heading to bed pretty early. Woke up in the morning to a neat pile of sick next to my bed, and then walked out to head to the shared bathroom to be met with an overwhelming, all-consuming stench of Glenās, prompting me to be sick in a less neat pile in the hallway.
Someone had managed to smash an entire bottle by the front door after Iād gone to sleep, and the smell lingered for about three months afterwards. It basically meant that everytime I walked into or out of my room for the first few months of uni I nearly boked. Vodka is now poison to me.
sprite for me. drank it once when i had a stomach bug to try and settle my stomach (lemonade settles yr stomach right?) anyway i vommed all over my bedroom door and havent drank it since