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My alcoholic aunt scared me out of eating broccoli for most of my life. When I was ~5 I was watching Powerpuff girls and there was an episode where broccoli aliens attack earth. My aunt told me if I kept eating broccoli I would turn into a broccoli monster like the ones on TV. I fucking love broccoli and only found out when I was 18 or 19. I could've been eating broccoli this whole time and I'll never forgive my aunt or my stupidity for the countless years wasted not eating it.
I believe a demented aunt might have been involved with mine too.
It's settled. Unstable aunts are a blight on society and vegetables