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[–] socsa@piefed.social 22 points 2 days ago (3 children)

I still can't do potlucks because my parents forced me to eat all sorts of random bullshit at the church potluck, because they felt like being seen eating someone's dish conferred some weird church status.

"Go over and tell Miss Borley how much you liked her chicken liver and salmon casserole."

On the other hand, this also contributed to my powerful disdain for church, so I guess that's something. The only way out is through... a senile lady's disgusting casserole, or something.

[–] lemmyng@lemmy.world 13 points 2 days ago (1 children)

"Go over and tell Miss Borley how much you liked her chicken liver and salmon casserole."

Okay, Mommy!

goes over and vomits all over Miss Borley

[–] sp3ctr4l@lemmy.dbzer0.com 11 points 2 days ago (1 children)

Sometimes the holy spirit just moves through you.

[–] Rivermoonwolf@lemmy.world 3 points 2 days ago

Nah, that's the liver.

[–] Soapbox@lemmy.zip 6 points 2 days ago

I was a stubbornly picky eater. So thankfully my parents never made me do that, as I would have simply accepted a punishment rather than take a bite of any of that shit.

God, I feel for you folk. When my parents forced me to try something, it was like sushi, fried okra, or pesto.