Corn.

One day when I was 11, my family was sitting around in the living room of our cottage just chatting and relaxing. My Uncle Tom had gotten up and gone to the bathroom which was very close to the room we were all sitting in. It had gotten a bit quiet when we heard him yell from the bathroom “Corn?! When did I eat corn?”

I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants. Now, every time I eat corn I think of that and smile. And I always will.

Thanks again for all your support these last couple weeks. I hope when you eat corn, you’ll think of this story. My Uncle Tom would have LOVED that. :)

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28 thoughts on “Corn.

  1. alyssaglidewell says:

    hahahaha omg! that was me when i had food poisoning at science camp!

  2. Jessie says:

    I have an uncle who everytime he sits down at the table and eats corn asks who at the table wants to have a “Corn Race” with him. I know from experience it doesn’t matter if you agree to play he still informs you of he results upon exiting the bathroom. Ahh uncles…

  3. Valentine Logar says:

    Thank you for sharing this, I am glad you are able to remember you uncles funny contributions to your family history.

  4. Go Send or Disobey says:

    I can’t eat asparagus without thinking of an ex-boyfriend who told me that it would, “make my tink stink.” *sigh*

  5. Steve says:

    Does your family remind you of that when they think you have written a ‘corny’ post? ;-)

  6. Scott McKinney says:

    I will never be able to eat corn again without laughing. (Some explanation will undoubtedly become necessary.) Thank you, Uncle Tom and GOTC.

  7. Dagny says:

    You Uncle Tom is a riot. :)

    Sent from My Blackberry® @ Tata Docomo

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