Tomatoes

There is absolutely nothing I love more in this entire world then getting ready to chow down my delicious salad, and finding out it's tomato city. I love digging into my salad and instead of getting the salad, you know the green leafy stuff, I get a mouth full of tomatoes. I live for that. Not. I'm being sarcastic in case you didn't catch my drift just then. I really don't like tomatoes, ha you should hear the way I'm saying  the word tomato or tomatoes. I'm saying it like TOE-MATE-OES. Well It sounds better in my head then how It's gonna sound when you read it. Oh well, anyway I don't like tomatoes, I never have and I'm pretty sure I never will. I don't know why tomatoes make my taste buds wanna abandon ship, they just do. However there is a chance that I might like them in the future, I doubt it but it could happen on a slim chance. I say that because my taste buds do not act normal. Example: When I was little I did not like soda, in fact I despised it. I liked the taste of the soda, it was the fizz I didn't like. It made my throat hurt, expecially when it was really cold. I'm laughing as I remember this one incident that happened when I was maybe 7. It was me, my Nana, my babysitter Amanda, and her older sister Ricky. We were coming home from somewhere, but we missed the bus so we ending up having to walk, and it was just about summer and it was pretty hot out so we went into Burger King to get a drink. We had left BK and were walking for a while before I took a drink. As soon as that drink hit my tongue I spit it out and threw the drink on the ground. Naturally everyone was confused as to why I did that, when they asked me I said: "Fizz, it had fizz!" It was one of those fizzy slushy drinks. Which I love today but back then it was a hell no area. Apparently the guy made a mistake and gave me the wrong kind of drink. Ricky then was irritated, she said to me: "Well you didn't have to throw the thing on the floor like that! You could have gave it to me and I would have drank it!" I told her that if she wanted it that bad that it was only a few feet back and to go lick it off the ground. It's fun remembering things like that, so that's why I say that there may be a chance that I might like tomatoes in the future. I still seriously doubt it. And the next time I order a salad, I want a SALAD not a crap load of TOMATOES!!!