jigs_n_fixtures
Platinum Member
When I was about three, I loved mushrooms and was very excited to find them growing in our yard. The big sister who seventeen told me I couldn’t eat them because they might be poisonous, and most mushrooms we’re poisonous. I skied her how you could tell which ones were safe. She told me you really couldn’t be sure.
After that, much to the confusion and consternation of my mother, I refused to eat anything with mushrooms in it. I thought everybody in the family was suicidal, because the were eating mushrooms, and there was no way to be sure they were safe.
I was in Boy Scouts before I figured out that the ones in the store were most probably safe and started eating them again.
After that, much to the confusion and consternation of my mother, I refused to eat anything with mushrooms in it. I thought everybody in the family was suicidal, because the were eating mushrooms, and there was no way to be sure they were safe.
I was in Boy Scouts before I figured out that the ones in the store were most probably safe and started eating them again.