Turkey + Eggs = Echh!!
So here's the story, I was 17 years old, the year was 1986. Thanksgiving leftovers. I was really really REALLY stoned one day and got the munchies somethin fierce. Leftover Turkey omelet! Sounds awesome!!
So I made up a 6 egg omelet with a pile of turkey, cheddar, pickled peños, and onions. I ate about half of it when all of a sudden, the turkey meat seemed chewy/rubbery. I looked at my plate and realized I was eating a bird wrapped in eggs. "EEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!!!! That's just WRONG!" The rest went into the garbage and I wanted to puke. Ever since. No way. I just can't do it.
One of those "bad experience phobias" I guess. LOL