Mayo is an interesting thing. The thought of eating it plain or in large amounts makes me nauseous and I hate the smell, but I love it on sandwiches and hamburgers, in moderation. The mere mention of it is enough to make my dad leave the room, though. If he's eating something that contains undetectable amounts of it, it's alway fun to remind him.

I used to see Junebugs every year. I don't see um anymore. We just have these huge black things that fly up, scare the shit out of everyone who didn't see it coming, and then fly away harmlessly. I forgot what their called.

EDIT: Fig beetles, I think. Though apparently they're actually green.

The smell of burnt ketchup, like if its been through the microwave, makes me nauseous beyond belief.

When you do a little bit of sick in your mouth or bring up a bit of bile. That's nasty.

I hate wasps, bad childhood experiences with those