you know who you are! Why do you dislike ketchup?

Question

I'm in the mood for a long story.

Answer 1

I dislike nothing. If it moves or is motionless for any length of time, I'II eat it. Or drink it if it has mind numbing properties.

Answer 2

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn'tmean they don't love you with all they have.
Ralph and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital. One day while
they were walking past the swimming pool, Ralph suddenly jumped into
the deep end. He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there.
Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled
him out. When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic
act, she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as
she now considered her to be mentally stable.
When she went to tell Edna the news, she said, "Edna, I have good news
and bad news. The good news is you're being discharged, since you were
able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the
life of the person you love. I have concluded that your act displays
sound mindedness.
The bad news is, Ralph hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe
belt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he is dead.
Edna replied, "He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How
soon can I go home? "I'm fixing ketchup for supper."

Answer 3

I was just a kid; maybe 7 or 8. I was watching the New Zoo Review. The Owl intreguiged me. The Frog scared me.

My baby sitter had made hot dogs. I was going to be a rebel and ask for ketchup instead of mustard. She disappeared into the kitchen. The neighbors cat appeared outside the window. It made a motion with it's paw as if it wanted me to follow. Of course I was compelled to.

While I was gone, the family dog jumped up into the seat and ate the hot dog that the babysitter had dropped off prior to looking for me.

She couldn't find me because the cat had tricked me. I was in a 3x3 cage made of bamboo, chewing gum, and I think traces of Buk. The cat held me in that cage for 7 years.

Meanwhile the babysitter returned and found the dog sitting in my chair. Now the hot dog was gone, too. The babysitter presumed the dog had devoured us both. My parents, in their terrible grief, dressed the dog in my clothes and sent it to school. They believed part of me was still alive in him.

I was finally rescued by a man selling tangerines door to door. I felt compelled to buy some to thank him.

When I made it home, I confronted the babysitter. Why did it take her so long with the ketchup? It was so thick, it took a long time to get out of the bottle.

Damn you, Heinz!

Answer 4

The lead singer of my band loves ketchup. He'll eat it right out the bottle and puts it on everything. I haven't been able to eat the rubbish since Hawk and I became friends. I don't think you could either after seeing the stuff put on chocolate ice cream.

Answer 5

It is so revolting. Ketchup literally offends me. I can't even stand to have it around when I am eating, and nothing, NOTHING, is worse then the smell of warm ketchup. I remember eating it when I was a little kid, I used to put it on my tator tots to cool them down so I could eat them faster.
I don't know when exactly I starting disliking it, but, I just know that this is my story:
One day I was at my friend Alison's house. It was summer, we were out of school, and we were bored. It was also very hot out. We thought that we should BBQ. We were about 10 years old, and at the time we didn't know anything about barbequing at the time....so we went into the house to pull out all the ingredients from the fridge. (We didn't get the grill going or anything.) (Oh, and don't ask me where our parents were..)
Anyways, we were in the kitchen getting hot dogs and stuff out of the fridge, and my friend pulled the ketchup out. I told her about my hatred for ketchup, and she thought that it was funny. Who hates ketchup?? So, since we were around 10 and immature, she started chasing me around the hosue with the ketchup bottle. She chased me outside, pointing it at me and squeezing....I tripped and fell down. I turned to yell at her and tell her to stop, when the lid from the bottle of ketchup popped off and it came squirting at my face. I didn't just get a little on me either, I got almost the whole bottle. Most of it poured into my open mouth. It was all over my hair, my clothes, and I couldn't get the smell of hot ketchup out of my nose. I was gagging on the taste, and I stood up, took a couple steps, and threw up. Everywhere.
We got into trouble that day, for wasting the bottle of ketchup....but I didn't even care about it. I just wanted to get that smell off of me, hot ketchup and vomit, and I never wanted to see another bottle of that revolting stuff again.

Answer 6

I'm not the person you directed this too, but I don't like ketchup. Don't know why ... just don't. I prefer mustard.

Answer 7

I like ketchup.

Answer 8

It involves a wombat, a colored gentleman from Alabama, and a chimney that needed a good sweeping.

Answer 9

Whoa. Cut back on the meds dude!

Answer 10

i like ketchup so much i used to put in on popcorn

YUCK!!

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