First, I need to give some context.
For some strange, unknowable reason, I have been craving an onion. A whole onion. Raw. It has been like this for days. Days. When asked about food, I would answer every time with onions. Every. Single. Time. It became something of a joke, said in jest, mixed with fear.
Tonight, while busy, I was tapped on the shoulder. A whole red, raw onion. Held out fearfully, like an offering to a bloodthirsty god who demanded sacrifice as if the need burned in the ichor. I did not hesitate.
The deed was done.
What did it taste like?
Like an uncooked red onion. My eyes, nose, and throat burned with every bite, but I did not stopped. More, more. Until the red onion vanished before my eyes. Until the yearning in heart slowed, then stopped. I reached for a bite, to find none. The onion was gone. Worth it.
Anyways, I need sleep. How was everyone else's meals like?
First, I need to give some context.
For some strange, unknowable reason, I have been craving an onion. A whole onion. Raw. It has been like this for days. Days. When asked about food, I would answer every time with onions. Every. Single. Time. It became something of a joke, said in jest, mixed with fear.
Tonight, while busy, I was tapped on the shoulder. A whole red, raw onion. Held out fearfully, like an offering to a bloodthirsty god who demanded sacrifice as if the need burned in the ichor. I did not hesitate.
The deed was done.
What did it taste like?
Like an uncooked red onion. My eyes, nose, and throat burned with every bite, but I did not stopped. More, more. Until the red onion vanished before my eyes. Until the yearning in heart slowed, then stopped. I reached for a bite, to find none. The onion was gone. Worth it.
Anyways, I need sleep. How was everyone else's meals like?
Call me Requacy (Pinging Allowed!)(Note to self: Make art for signature)
im less afraid of the fact that you ate a whole raw onion uncontrollably and more so by how poetically you wrote this
im less afraid of the fact that you ate a whole raw onion uncontrollably and more so by how poetically you wrote this
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You absolute mad man.
I ate a whole raw chive once. The flower part. That was a ride
On another note >>
My meal was pretty good. Had some smoked pork loin with some cheesy rice. It was good.
I am crying and am inspired, thank you
I am crying and am inspired, thank you
I've done this before >:)
I've done this before >:)
i have not done this before but i have eaten multiple lemons whole before.
i have not done this before but i have eaten multiple lemons whole before.
Absolute insanity, good job, A+, I hope your tummy is alright!
Absolute insanity, good job, A+, I hope your tummy is alright!
If I did that my guts would be on fire for days.
If I did that my guts would be on fire for days.
I did that too!
It was a Passover celebration at a family friends house. This family friend was devoutly Jewish, and as such went through the entire Passover ceremony before we ate- a total of 1 hour.
The only thing we were allowed to eat was the onion that represented the bitter herb. In the centerpiece, there was a whole onion. We were supposed to eat little bits of it at a time, but I was just so hungry.
So I bit it like an apple. And kept biting it, until it was no more.
the host was dumbfounded. She got another onion and put it away from me.
It tastes awful
I did that too!
It was a Passover celebration at a family friends house. This family friend was devoutly Jewish, and as such went through the entire Passover ceremony before we ate- a total of 1 hour.
The only thing we were allowed to eat was the onion that represented the bitter herb. In the centerpiece, there was a whole onion. We were supposed to eat little bits of it at a time, but I was just so hungry.
So I bit it like an apple. And kept biting it, until it was no more.
the host was dumbfounded. She got another onion and put it away from me.
It tastes awful
