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My cousin told me that, about the chocolate milk from brown cows, way back when I was about 8 or 9. I believed it! He lived on a dairy farm, I lived in the city....
When I was talking about popcorn kernels, we were at a midwest Orville Redenbacher yellow corn field with a group of kids and the woman was earnestly scanning the fields to find where the cheddar cheese and caramel variety of cornstalks were planted so she could show the kids. I had to patiently explain how food flavoring works.
I'm not sure I would blame the education system. Some people aren't necessarily stupid, but don't possess the cognitive logical function to make simple connections like that. It's as if they never grew past their assumptions from childhood. There's only so much a teacher can do.
I was once discussing with an adult how there is one particular type of corn kernel that is used to make popcorn. They started arguing with me about how "there are many, many different types of popcorn kernels, including kettle corn, cheddar corn, caramel corn, butter corn..."
This chocolate cow story reminds me of that popcorn argument I had...
Field corn won't pop? I was raised on a farm. When I was 5, my cousin and I decided we wanted some popcorn so went to the corn crib and shelled a couple ears of corn into a bucket. We didn't know how to get it to pop so went to the gas tank and poured some gasoline over it to light it. I spilled some gas on my shirt, so when we lit the match my shirt burst into flames. I took off running as fast as I could, and luckily I was clumsy enough that I tripped, which put out the flame. 65 years later I still have the scars on my chest to prove it.
At that age, I doubt you could have convinced me that chocolate milk came from brown cows (since we had brown milk cows), but you could have convinced me of about anything else.
Twins: We used to be asked quite often if our boy/girl twins were identical.
We simply said "No." and continued on about our business.
Chocolate milk from brown cows: We used to tell tourists that at any and every opportunity. It never occurred to us that there would be people who believed it!
When, as a teenager, I made a trip to the old home town in PA, I made sure I had as many silver dollars as I could get. I sold them to the kids in town for $2 each.
By the way, those steaks and roasts in the meat counter are pieces of old dead cows (or steers). They don't just magically appear in the plastic packages.
Cheese is rotten milk that has been hiding in a cave for weeks or months.
Eggs are chicken embryos.
Bacon is salt cured slices from the abdominal wall of a pig.
Ham is the back leg of a pig, cured with salt and sugar, then smoked.
Shrimp, lobsters, and crabs are sea-going bugs.
Caviar is processed fish eggs.
Agreed, I once had a 5 minute argument with an adult that it was biologically impossible for my twin sister and I to be identical. Not surprisingly I realized there was no point and just started shaking my head and nodding. I am also reminded.
Lmao no way! Having a twin must be awesome, I've learned some interesting things about paternal twins in criminology.
Back to this topic, I wish I could consume dairy products I love strawberry and chocolate milk... My stomach hates it though!
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