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I’ve never told anyone this story but OH man I can relate. When I was about 10 I was at my mom’s friend’s house for some kind of party. I took a bite of this cupcake, chewed it up, and when I swallowed I realized there was a strand of hair connecting some half-chewed cupcake in my mouth with the bite I’d just swallowed.
I had to try and pull it out, so, trying not to think of The Grudge, I put my fingers in my mouth and started to pull. The strand of hair started cutting my throat like fishing line, it hurt so badly. Finally it just snapped, and I had to live with the knowledge I’d both cut myself on, and ingested, what was very likely a stranger or family-friend’s hair.
Probably 12 years later, it haunts my soul. I still taste the frosting