I have a thing against meatloaf.
Fun childhood trauma story for you today.
Once upon a time, there was a small girl. One night her mother made meatloaf for dinner. The girl wasn’t feeling well and didn’t want to eat the meatloaf. Despite her complaints, her mother made the girl finish her plate.
Then tragedy struck! The girl ran for the bathroom and was sick to her stomach. That was the last time the child ate meatloaf. Until today.