I hate regular milk. I really do. Every since I was a toddler. It had to be flavored or GTFO.

By proxy, I hate cereal with milk. Yeah, I’m that guy.

Back in preschool, my dad came in to film me and my misadventures. For breakfast that day, we had corn pops and milk to drink. Now normally, I would just sit there and do jack-shit and wait for the teacher to scold me for not eating. But since my dad was there, I had to change strategy. So when the camera was pointing at me, I picked up the spoon or cup and pretended to eat or drink it. Or at least I made it look like I was about to. When that camera swooped away, I put them down like it was the plague.