I know this is a joke, but as a child I didn’t like fish – until my grandmother made me a breaded soft crab. She fried it in lard, but she fried everything in lard.
Any who, I gobbled it up and somehow acquired a taste for seafood.
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I didn’t care for fish bc like many young kids I never stopped talking up, even while eating, and I hated dealing with the bones and having them get stuck in my throat.
I feel like my grandma managed to serve fish with the most bones imaginable.
*talking. Not talking up. I guess the OG version was “I never shut up.”
:pours second cuppa joe: 
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That happened to me once as a kid. My mother kept saying, eat this; it’ll dislodge it. Eat this, eat this. Well, it didn’t. My mom made a call to my friend’s dad up the street he was a pediatrician. We met in his office - he peered in my throat with his little light and tongue depressor, took some kind of tweezer like instrument, and extracted the bone. It didn’t hurt, but boy howdy, that put me off eating any fish but fish sticks (lol) for a very long time.
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OMG. I could see how that would be a traumatic experience 
Not to mention my mom was always trying to get me to eat!
It used to amuse my parents that, as a kid, when I sat down to eat I did not talk until I was done eating.
I loved fish; heck, I loved everything!
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I know someone that was pranked like that. What an effing mess to clean up!
Srsly? One would hope the prankster had to do the cleaning. Not sure it would be worth the hassle (but the cartoon is hilarious).
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Oldie but goodie.
Even tho the wrong grammar is setting my teef on edge.
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As opposed to your hipster spelling? 
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Touché! Although mine was, of course, meant ironically
Hahaa. Isn’t that a mammoth?
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