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Reposted from another message board that I post on reguarly:

 

I attended orientation for study abroad and exchange students at Macquarie University yesterday and one of the presenters asked for volunteers to eat a toast with vegemite on it and being the dumbass that I am, I volunteered to taste it. 

As I ate that toast with vegemite, it was one of the worst feelings I’ve ever had. Salty would be an understatement, and even attempting to shoving it down my throat would have backfired since I felt like puking the entire time. Even after my failed attempt to consume the entire toast, the remnants of vegemite were still evident in my mouth. Only a Subway sandwich that was offered by the staff did wonders to eliminate the remaining evidence of vegemite in my mouth, but I am still scarred from it.

I don’t know which would be worse: consuming a “cockmeat sandwich” or a vegemite toast. 

To me, being forced to consume vegemite is worse than being subjected to waterboarding at Guantanamo Bay.

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