Well, once when I was a kid, I was riding in the backseat of the car with all the windows down. I'm not sure what kind of bug it was but it hit the back of my throat like a gunshot.
My younger brother was known to eat just about anything for some money when he was 10-14. Once it was half a dog biscuit found lodged behind a bus seat, covered in hair. Another time it was a mix of a little bit of nearly everything in the kitchen, blended together into a thick drink. It was BLACK and murky (we added every spice, every sauce, every condiment, etc.). The strangest things I ate were probably when I was in China, but then I couldn't tell you what it was because I never knew. It's probably better that way.
Well, once when I was a kid, I was riding in the backseat of the car with all the windows down. I'm not sure what kind of bug it was but it hit the back of my throat like a gunshot.
Probably not what you were looking for, eh? ~;^)
Hmm...yes, why not? I mean...in some way you have eaten the bug. :)
"Swallowed" is not "eaten."
I've swallowed lima beans. I have never eaten them.
Interesting in how different ways one can define to eat. Personally I consider everything that has passed my gullet as "eaten".
So, "Let's eat out!" isn't necessarily a pleasant invitation.
My younger brother was known to eat just about anything for some money when he was 10-14. Once it was half a dog biscuit found lodged behind a bus seat, covered in hair. Another time it was a mix of a little bit of nearly everything in the kitchen, blended together into a thick drink. It was BLACK and murky (we added every spice, every sauce, every condiment, etc.). The strangest things I ate were probably when I was in China, but then I couldn't tell you what it was because I never knew. It's probably better that way.
"Once it was half a dog biscuit found lodged behind a bus seat, covered in hair." --> urghhh!!!