Comments on Random Observations on Being in the John Hurt Way
Karen says:
I hear you, sister. Four months ago I would have thought such a thing impossible, but now it seems my flavor wires are getting crossed all the time. Hamburger meat tastes kind of like eggs to me (??), and when I drink my nightly chocolate milk, I'm sometimes convinced I can taste bleach.
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Tue, 30 Sep 2008 20:30:03 -0500
Mary Ann says:
For a long time, all I could eat were things tomato and cheese based. Everything else seemed to have been previously soaked in rancid oil, cloying perfume, or rotten shrimp.
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Wed, 01 Oct 2008 09:56:58 -0500
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Emily says:
When I was pregnant, I was convinced that Alan's Sugar Smacks cereal smelled like sesame garlic sauce. It was vile, frankly, to watch him eat it and smell Asian food on his breath.