Childhood misunderstandings

Not liking Papa John's isn't being picky that's being smart.

I like salsa and marinara sauce but I don't like tomatoes. And don't get me started on the absolute shit that are eggs.

 

I'll eat scrambled eggs or eggs over medium, but egg salad or hard-boiled eggs? not a chance. Easter was my least favorite holiday when I was a kid because it meant egg salad for a week.

 

When the "control voice" at the beginning of The Outer Limits told me it was in control of my TV, I used to get up and change the channel just to make sure I still could.

 

I don’t know if this one has been said, but the piggy that went to market, didn’t go to the store to pick up a few things. I’m almost ashamed to admit that I was an adult with kids before I had this revelation.

 

I didn't realize into early adulthood that the West Wing was a separate structure from the White House/residence. I thought it was merely the western part of the White House.

 

Wait, really? Sure he did. He goes to the market to shop. He doesn't get eaten.

I'm being totally serious. Am I wrong about this?

I am 44 years old.

 

The only thing worse than the Mother Goose version of the nursery rhyme is the Damian Hirst installation, "This Little Piggie."

 

One little piggy was no friend to cows.

 

Did not know that until you posted it.

 

Another revelation for me. Just asked my wife what she thought and she said that obviously it was going to market to be butchered.

She grew up on a farm though.

 

Speaking of which ... "sidled" from Seinfeld ...