TIl us North Americans apparently are the only ones with this problem...

When I was in middle school a friend of mine used to dress up and call herself a gypsy. Due to where we live, we didn't know that word was tied to a real life culture. We thought it meant fantasy-like hippies.

Years later I found out the actual meaning behind it and freaked out. Sadly I wasn't still in contact with her by that time, or I would've told her. Though her parents would've complained about it...

A park set in a old-growth forest with the rides built around the trees. Shaded and wild feeling. Waterslides and rapids would be extremely fun.

Roasted or fried chicken. Something about the strong smell just whips my brain into anger and disgust. I can't think, talk or smile once I smell it. Especially in a enclosed space.

A wake was still held for him?! Ya no shit you didn't want to go.

Jesus christ. The nerve of some people.

In Canada, No Name Brand. All the products are in non eye-catching packaging, and are quite cheap. They are quite popular with the college and university housing crowds.

Ya I would never be able to reclaim it for myself. For my whole life it was used only as a strong negative.

It's the same for my wife and queer. It's a word she can't use to describe herself without thinking of old mystery books. "Well that's quite queer"

Oh god the grates in pools! A local rec centre has a wave pool and there's this wall long grate protecting swimmers from the wave machine. The grate is tall as I am and is in deep water, it honestly still scares me.

Aaand stay out!

As an adult that's honestly funny, but I could see myself also having the same fear.