Yo mama’s name (scnr)
Nah, this is the internet.
After a rough basketball injury put my tooth through my lip, I ended up with a mucal retention cyst on the inside of my lip a few days later. I was in the doctors waiting room, and it burst in my mouth. It was a thoroughly unpleasant experience, as I rushed to the bathroom to spit it out.
i assume you mean mucolcele, i used to get those.
You didn’t put that into your mouth though.
Malort
Tastes like turpentine and grapefruit juice. The former I’ve actually tried accidentally… dipped my paint brush in my cup of water and took a swig of the other cup. Somehow, the malort was worse. Learned recently that they make a barrel aged version that they claim is
dare we say, sippable
We do not.
At uni, the go-to liquor at our events was made from malört and we would have shots of it served up. The taste is awful and it sticks in your mouth, I hated every single one but I have never passed it up either.
Boiled down San Pedro cactus juice. Tasted like old, ultra concentrated bong water.
And I didn’t even trip.
This thread’s got me curious about what my dick would taste like.
this is how it starts
It’s an acquired taste, but one I didn’t acquire. Preserved shearwater chick, mmm.
I live in Scotland now, where there’s a similar delicacy, guga. I have not tried it. I think you have to live on the Isle of Lewis for a shot at eating it
Fly in my coffee is up there.
Duck tounge. Ice cold duck tounge.
Stinky tofu. It’s hard to describe the flavor. It’s like dead anchovies in fish sauce but with the texture of a slice of omelette. It’s like eating rotten fish snot. I involuntarily spit it out immediately after putting it in my mouth, almost like it fell out of my mouth. My hosts laughed and said I didn’t have to eat it, but I tried again and was able to keep it in my mouth but was not physically able to swallow it, like my ability to swallow was rejecting it. I spit it into a paper napkin and everyone laughed. I just couldn’t force myself to consume it.
That’s interesting. I friggin’ loved it.
Sea urchin.
It’s a totally different taste if you can ever get it fresh (like out of a just opened shell level fresh). There’s no sliminess or fishy taste at all, just rich and savory with a hint of sweetness
I once had some papa john’s pizza, never again.
My girlfriend-at-the-time’s dirty, dirty ass. Thought it would be like in my fantasies, where it tastes like candyfloss and smells like a Yankee candle. Nope. Shit. Just shit.
If you’re curious, shit tastes exactly as it smells. I wish I didn’t know that. Although I’m happy that now you, too, know that.
And she had the nerve to dump me later. I deserve a Nobel peace prize for not recoiling in horror and instead just powering through in silence like a fucking GENTLEMAN.
On the bright side, it became a great way to ensure future partners were cognisant of the issue. I’d drop it into the usual “what was your ex like?” gossip sessions that come with new relationships. It’s like saying “please wash your various holes if I’m gonna go rooting around in them like an ant-fiending aardvark” without actually saying it. A cautionary fable from days of yore to guide the next generation.
P.S. I’m still pro-anilingus. Just… clean the fuckin’ thing first. I don’t need to be picking dingleberries from between my teeth, thanks.
I made a reply a while back about catching H. Pilori from eating ass … but I didn’t realise at the time what had got in my mouth … I just can’t understand doing that intentionally.
For the love of dog, why?
You literally ate shit?
human centipede.
What the fuck
Y’all nasty.
That said, my worst recently was parmesan cheese in soup after having vomited from norovirus. It tastes like vomit in the wrong context…
I’m sure it’s not the nastiest thing, but it’s what comes to mind. I have a brother and we dared each other to eat stuff as kids, but I cannot recall…
That reminds me of playing card games with my parents one time and I smelled what I thought was vomit. Turns out my folks liked to play each other while eating popcorn. Popcorn seasoned with Kraft Parmesan cheese. Gross.
Once we realized what was causing the smell, the cards went in the trash and that habit stopped.
Taste? Probably expired milk. I didn’t sniff check as a kid. A mistake you only make once.
Most disturbing to me even though it tasted okay? I had one of those cardboard cartons of Apple juice* lined internally with plastic/aluminium so you couldn’t see inside. Well within best by date. I poured a glass, chugged it. Hot summer day. Decided, eh, a little more why not. A giant gloopy growth plopped out into my glass. I retched.
Mother of Vinegar I assumed? Not sure.
