• Pappabosley@lemmy.world
    4 hours

    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.

  • Dran@lemmy.world
    6 hours

    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.

    • Pelicanen@fedia.io
      3 hours

      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.

  • village604@adultswim.fanEnglish
    6 hours

    Boiled down San Pedro cactus juice. Tasted like old, ultra concentrated bong water.

    And I didn’t even trip.

  • k0e3@lemmy.ca
    7 hours

    This thread’s got me curious about what my dick would taste like.

  • Saprophyte@lemmy.world
    8 hours

    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.

    • k0e3@lemmy.ca
      7 hours

      That’s interesting. I friggin’ loved it.

  • MrsDoyle@sh.itjust.worksEnglish
    5 hours

    Muttonbird.

    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

  • 58008@lemmy.worldEnglish
    11 hours

    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.