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I rode in the back of a pickup, drank from the garden hose, ate leaded paint chips, huffed leaded gasoline, and got beaten within an inch of my life for not mining enough lead in the lead mines
and I turned out fine!
- posted by your most deranged uncle who’s got 3 DUIs and never shuts up about people with blue hair
Nah this needs a minions background.
Literally everybody. Well okay, not literally. But figuratively literally everybody.
You’re a small child incapable of providing for yourself, what else are you going to do? You eat what you’re given or you starve to death.
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This is about teenagers I think.
Not the point of the meme, but yes, correct.
Who… did NOT!?
My kids. If you don’t like what we made there’s plenty of stuff you can make yourself.
Can I move in with you?
J/k. Unless like, you were into it? :-P
That’s a good one, will borrow it 👍.
Though my son might just do that and slap some mayo on a piece of bread and wash that down with water.
The more I think about it, maybe that’s ok? You need some vegetation, maybe take an apple or banana, but mayo has protein from the egg, right?
It’s not bad, but it’s not really good either. Sure, mayo has proteins from the eggs, but it also has a lot of fat (oil), so… some lettuce or a tomato would be nice, not just water 😒. He freaking loves water, you have to have a water bottle with you at all times. That is good, I know, but you can’t replace veggies with water.
I mean, you can’t have candy for dinner. We can figure out something, even if it’s just a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
I ate sooo many peanut butter sandwiches as a kid; a big toasty + pb and a glass of chocolate milk was my jam for years. Shit, it kind of still is if I’m being honest.
Chocolate milk does not sound like a good jam to go in a sandwich.
Orphans
Watch your mouth young man!
THAT’S the response I was looking for!:-D
Me, mom resisted cooking when possible and understood she was bad at it. Eventually my sister and I became better cooks but by then the family fell apart and the parents couldn’t sit together for a whole dinner peacefully every night.
Indeed, life does not always fall so neatly into our little boxes that we sometimes try to use to describe them.
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As a teenage boy it didn’t even need to be particularly edible for me to try to eat it. When you grow six inches in 18 months you just eat everything in sight. We went through seven gallons of milk a week. One day I came home and just cooked and ate an entire pound of ground beef.
My first wife didn’t make her son eat anything he didn’t want, but he had to try it, once. Worked out.
It was sometime around then that I learned, and realized, that kids have different taste buds. They make Oscar Meyer wieners bland on purpose.
My kids? Scrawny little fucks won’t eat anything. At all. I don’t know how they function. It’s like hugging tiny skeletons. But, that was me as a little kid. All the adults frustrated as hell with me.
Yo, I did that, too. My kid always tried something new, I loved it.
Yeah, my kid doesn’t eat that much as well… which is weird, cuz neither his mom or me did that when we were young. I mean, we didn’t overeat, but we did eat regularly.
Now that I think about it, my mom fed me blended meals till the age of 4. I was lazy, didn’t wanna chew my food 😂. And she fed me meals while I was playing or watching TV till about I was 5… yeah, he’s not that different from me 😂.
eventually, everyone just started cooking for themselves because none of our schedules lined up. but until around 8th(?) grade, mom would cook whatever we probably would eat. having an autistic picky eater and another adhd picky eater leaves only like 3-4 dishes you could expect to not be thrown out.
My mom always had lunch ready the day before, so regardless of our schedules, we could just heat up whatever she made and have lunch at whatever time we wanted… or felt like it.
ha a mom home to cook lucky bastard
That we are… regardless of how bad it tasted, it was healthy food. Lots of steamed or cooked vegetables, salad, very little meat (like 200gr in a dish for 4 people for 2 days, and not in every dish, this was like once a week)… say what you will, it tasted bad, she didn’t put anything but salt in them, no seasoning whatsoever, but it was a very healthy balanced meal.
Never even occurred to me not to eat it. Thanks mom for being a chef
My mom’s cooking fucking sucked so I grew up in a home where I would eat at a friend’s house or go hungry.
My mom’s cooking sucked as well, but it was either that or you eat nothing at all. It was healthy, but it didn’t taste good. I didn’t wanna insult her, so I ate it. Plus, it was either that or you go hungry.
What else would you eat?
Exactly 😂.
The stuff my dad made. My mom worked past our lunchtime, my dad did not.
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I thought I hated pork chops my whole life until I met my wife.
Is she miss piggy?
Lol. Wow, I worded that terribly. Growing up, my mom butchered meals she cooked us. This included pork chops that were always overcooked. My wife is a badass cook. So she cooked pork chops and it turns out I like them.
No, you worded it correctly, but the interpretations have changed from back in the day.
The internet is always on the lookout for a possible pun… :)
yup, except she didn’t cook every day.
Meeh, still better than not having cooked at all 🤷.
“…and NO dessert until you eat all your broccoli!!”
There was no dessert in my home. We ate soldier style, eat, get the dishes, go back to whatever it is we were doing.
“starve”
This is why I learned to cook at a very young age.
I wasn’t allowed to do that. My mom took that whole eating what she made or eat nothing really serious. I wasn’t allowed to make my own stuff if I wanted
Sorry to hear that, hopefully you’ve found joy in food later in life.
Oh yeah. I did an exchange/international semester in Edinburgh. First time living alone and being able to do what I want and when I want it. I like having control over what stuff I eat but it’s not like I hate my mom for how she does things. I appreciate all the work she does and living with your parents just makes being a student a little easier. It’s just sad sometimes, that I can’t as easily try new stuff or eat when I’m actually hungry and not when the designated family eating time is.
I did try when I was younger, I just have an aversion towards it (it’s really really boring to me). I learn when I was a older, like 20, 21.
Everyone gets there at their own pace, is it still boring to you? Maybe try different styles of cooking?
I have tried different things to make it interesting for me, like maybe making more backed stuff instead of boiled or steamed… no, I just have no interest in it.
Eating and cooking are like means to an end for me. I’m hungry, I eat. That is probably why I could eat my mother’s cooking without problems, lol 😂…or why I have no problem taking codliver oil without any extra stuff on it (like lemon). I’m just not that much into tastes I guess. I like tasty food, but if the food is not tasty and I’m hungry, I’ll eat just about anything.
this is the dumbest shit I’ve ever read
Could you elaborate why?
no
OK
