FOWC With Fandango—Antipathy by Five Dot Oh
It is impossible to truly describe my antipathy for peas. Even more so for my antipathy for split pea soup. When I was young I could smell the putrid stench immediately upon entering he house. The smell would hit me like a ton of bricks.
My face would immediately turn as green as the goop in the pot that I was going to be forced to eat. In order to be excused from the dinner table I would be required to ingest an unknown ration which my parents deemed adequate.
Once I gagged down the required amount I would hurriedly push myself away from the table. The whole time nightmares of puking up the sludge I had just forced down that by then was churning in my gut.
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