Suggested by the incest-among-adoptive-siblings thread currently running in GQ.
Is there anything you can think of that squicks out many people you know, but doesn’t bother you at all to contemplate?
Obviously for me it’s the notion of [del]incest[/del] sexual activity among adoptive siblings & stepsiblings. So long as both parties are consenting, I am not only entirely unsquicked by it, but I cannot quite understand why people would be bothered.
Anybody else?
I can swallow raw oysters on the half shell (sans shell).
It doesn’t bother some people, but it makes other people gag.
Neat party trick.
Eating food that has fallen on the floor. Brushed off or washed off, it’s as good as new as far as I’m concerned. I do use the five second rule, though; I don’t eat stuff that’s been on the floor an undetermined time, just stuff I’ve dropped myself.
I let my dogs lick my feet.
I love pickled eggs and red hots.
I listen to Frank Zappa.
I don’t stick leftovers in the fridge if I plan on eating them later that same day—The whole “Food poisoning lurks at every bend” never took with me, and I think that a lot of things (pizza in particular) change texture if they get refrigerated and then reheated…
(I suppose since I don’t eat meat I may be less likely to get exposed to food pathogens from food sitting out, but I don’t know for sure)
I’ve said more than a few times while watching movies “If you’re gonna kill a woman, why not rape her first?” People really have a problem with this view.
I can’t stop laughing. The thread goes from eating food off the floor to this in 3 posts. I’m a sucker for dark humor.
Drinking human milk.
Peeing in the shower.
Showering daily.
Every second or third day is plenty, especially if you change your clothes.
How else are they eaten? I must be missing something.
So what disgusts other people? Showering daily or not?
There’s a five second rule joke in there somewhere that is probably too dark for me to figure out. 
Licorice.
Eating organ meats.
Oh, I said it backwards, didn’t I? I meant, Not showering daily.
Cannibalism.
It is just another food source, right?
Meat substitutes like not-bacon or soy burgers or whatever.
Paris Hilton’s music career.
Lately, it’s talking about diseases and surgery. I just had a major operation, and for some reason am not ashamed to talk about it as much as I probably should be. Yesterday I read a magazine article by a woman who had a cancerous tumor removed from her hip and underwent radiation so severe she had to spend time confined to her hospital room where everything was wrapped in plastic and she could only wave at her family through a window. There was even a photo of the tumor after it was removed, just sitting on a towel with no blood on it, and whereas I normally would have been nauseated by it, all I could think was “hmm, that’s interesting.”
Dead bodies. Splattered brains. Blood. Just another day on the job.
I used to work for Veterinarians. The more complicated and unusual surgeries really fascinated me. I would sometimes go to the Chinese joint next door the get something to-go for lunch and then come into the surgery room, stand on a chair well away from the Dr. and watch and ask questions while eating my stir-fry.
Your little slice of humor won’t cut it here. 