Do you have a bucket list? Those things you want to try at least once?
What about an anti-bucket list? Those things you've tried and have vowed to never do again.
Reddit user zzephyrus asked for people to contribute, asking "Let's make an anti-bucket list. What is something you'll never do (again)?" Here are the best suggestions for your list.
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I'll never visit a crack house again I didn't even know it was gonna be a crack house and BAM! I don't even do drugs!
"It'll be a great party!", they said. And there I am, sat on a broken sofa in the kitchen. Net curtains soldered to the windowsill with mold. A single depressing red light bulb glowed. A constant throbbing of a booming bass speaker, echoing vibrations through the structure like some sort of, demonic heartbeat of the house. The doors all duct-taped open - even the toilet door. Passed out people everywhere.
Drugs everywhere. High people everywhere. Someone lit a fire in the parking lot out back. And out there beyond the burning furniture I could see a sad gazebo. It was upside down. They never even picked it up. Despite not being high I knew the gazebo was sad. He was next in line for the fire.
I called a taxi. "We don't go down that road."
How did I end up here?
But I got out alive! And I'll never do that sh*t again.
I hated my chest hair, so I decided one time to get an at-home waxing kit.
Oh boy, that hurt so bad. It had me, a grown man, in tears rolling on the floor ripping those hairs off my chest.
You know what? Honestly, chest hair isn't so bad anymore, now that I think of it.
Pickle Jello Shots. Ever hear of a pickle back? You do a shot of whiskey and then a shot of pickle juice. Amazingly, the pickle juice neutralizes the burn of the whisky. For a picnic my friends were having, I'd thought I'd escalate the experience by making pickle jello. Literally pickle juice and knox gelatin and water.
So we do the shot of whiskey and follow with a carefully chosen square of pickle jello.
Reactions ranged from "oh that's gross" to "hey that's oddly satisfying" to... mine. I didn't get a full bite, the minute my mouth closed around it, my body decided to violently reject it. I spat it out and dry heaved a couple times. My friends were laughing their a** off, since it was my idea. I kept belching as my stomach spasmed. It was SO salty and SO brine-y and my entire body couldn't handle it. My stomach was doing flips hours later. Even just thinking about it is turning my stomach.
Don't... don't do this.
I like cycling, I'm in decent shape, I have weekly gym sessions and I even like most dance music.
But I will be f_cked with a cactus before I take another spin class. Having terrible dance music played at distorting volume while an annoying a-holes shouts directions at me, while I pedal away fruitlessly... f_ck that.