Told my grandpa I was allergic to the beans he made for dinner. He doesn’t believe me & insists I eat everything I’ve been served. Ok, you’re the boss.


Was shooting the shit with my grandma when this old story came up. Pretty mild but still brings a smile to my face.

So to preface, I’m allergic (or at the very least wildly intolerant) to beans. When I was a tot, my mom tried to feed me beans a few times and within five minutes I would projectile vomit right across the kitchen floor. She put two and two together and after that, no more beans for larniebarney.

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