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You don't have to eat tomatoes any more, and you can still enjoy your ketchup, because the purple ketchup purple katchup is made only from eggplants'n'concord grapes'n'amethysts; and the green katchup is made from zucchini skins'n'the stuff in tobacco worms'n'dyed pizza crusts from the dumpster behind Mickey D's. So it's okay. All the girls down at the processing plant in Leamington said so while they were on an illegal smoke break, eh!

I could not imagine a world without tomatoes.
I am a lover of the juicy red berry and I am aware of their darkside.
But I also believe that the Tomato can co-exist in harmony with other life forms as long as you are aware of their darside.
In this time of war I hope all the vegetables, berries and fruit can just get together and make a salad.

..and remember salsa without tomatoes, is just peppers and onions.

I ran across your web sight, and was stunned. How could anyone hate tomatoes. I love them, especially in the summer when you can get home grown ones. I like to lick a place on the outside of the tomato, then sprinkle some salt on the wet place. I then take as big a bite as I can. The juice and seeds dribble down by chin and onto my shirt. There is nothing finer. Sometimes I like to chop up a tomato and eat it with cottage cheese, with salt and pepper.

You guys are nuts.

Tomatoes are good

I HATE TOMATOES, there just useless, stupid red balls that splat when they hit the ground, they dont do anything but get eaten by strange freaky people that like tomatoes.
DOWN WITH TOMATOES, the government doesn't make much money from tomatoes why should he export them, war is the same as tomatoes government spends more money thans hes getting so eventualy the world will die and rot because of tomatoes.

Okay Jacob S, I hope your happy...
In the produce isle at the market, I went to grab some carrots for Christmas Dinner. Not looking at my feet (normal people don't watch their feet), I stepped on something round that made me fly in the air. A tomato was on the ground and I think it was on perpose but anywayz, I slipped and fell on my back. The docters said I stunned it. Ever since then, I look at my feet and stay clear of tomatos. YOU SHOULD TOO!...

I would like to respond to those who say that tomatoes are useless. I have studied hard to find a good, positive use for tomatoes ... you can stick them up your ass to keep the gerbils out. That's about all I can think of ... Thank you for your attention.

I just have to say that if it wasn't for tomotoes, I wouldn't be the bitter person that I am today.
I never thought that a little red ball of gooey seeds would ever pervert me and create the disgusting self that I look at in the mirror every day.
It all started late in 1998 when I ordered a chicken Caesar salad from my favorite restaurant. When I got it, it looked good, but as I ate, I noticed that my throat was tightening and my airway was becoming restricted. It turns out that the glaze on the chicken was tomato based and although I didn't see any red goo on my meal I was consuming the putrid, red devil called tomato.
Several weeks later I awoken in a hospital bed with a hot red-headed nurse over me. She was telling me how lucky I was to be alive after the allergic reaction that I had. It turns out that I have a deathly allergic reaction towards tomatoes and the meal that I had coulda been my last.
I missed my wedding because of that incident and my fiance didn't believe the story that I am telling here. she thought that I was just a liar and unworthy of her everlasting love. Now I spend my days alone and heartbroken, ever conscious of the tomato that put me here.
To this I say that I will never forgive the red demon that so many unknowinly shove down their throats. And that I am alone because someone thought that a nice tomato glaze would better my dining pleasure......How wrong they were.

A little story...A Boy one day was with family at a Festival of some sort. Well they had all kinds of foods and stuff...Well, there was a GIANT tomato mascot, which literally scared the shit out of him!, well His Parents decided to give him some food samples, all though he was scared of the tomato man, well he ate it, and after that said"Ewe mom, thats was nasty, what was it" and before she could answer, the tomato man answered "My Babys!" since it was some nasty tomato casserole type thing, the immediately threw up on the tomato man and didnt stop for 5 minutes...The tomato man was pist, so he scared the litle boy and chased him....into the street..where the boy passed out of fright hit his head, and died...now you say, Tomatos are good? look at that!!!

Tomatoz r good!.....GOOD...GOOD 4 NUTHING! GOOD TO THROW AT PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEM SO MUCH...TOMATOZ SUCK ASS LIKE MAJOR, NASTY FUNKY MUSHY TOMATOEYNESS....BLAH

I really haven't thought about it, but come to think of it...... I LOVE MY WIFE'S TOMATOES!!!

Let me tell you a sad story. When i was still going through high school my father bought a produce store. At the time i thought nothing of it, little did i know this event would shape the rest of my life. In the summer to follow i was expected to work there, and i really had no problem with that, i never minded helping out my father even if the money was not that great. So the summer began and i soon found that the majority of my duties was to make sure the produce on the counters was fresh and out going and incoming was not infected with old rotting stock. In itself this was already a pretty nasty job. But, then it all changed. Tomato season came. This, being my first time working at a produce store i really did not know what to expect. I remember everyone getting excited. The old people who came in with perfect change would ask if the tomatoes had arrived yet. I really did not think much of it. Then they came. A large truck rolled in one morning and started unloading flat after flat of "fresh tomatoes." There was probably fifty or so cases on each flat, and they just rolled them in to the back of the store. I wondered why the tomatoes were not brought into the main floor so that people could start to purchase them and what not. I was young and nieve. After about 8 or 9 flats were unloaded. My dad turned to me with a smile and said that all the tomatoes needed to be checked before they could go out onto the floor. Check i asked? He just motioned me to follow him to the back. Stopping before the first flat he grabbed a case off the top. I still did not understand, until he stuck his hand in and pulled out something, i was not even sure it was a tomato. What he brought out of the box looked toxic. It was a tomato all right but had no structure and the weight of itself being lifted into the air made the rotten sides explode. The tomato leaked a its slimy innards all over my fathers hand. I was in a word terrified. He just gave me a hellish smile not even seeming to care that he had that red slimy ooze on his hand. He simply said "you see if the bad ones are left in, they will all go." Tossing the tomato into the garbage can as he left me to my job. Sorry this story is still not finished it gets much worse. As you can probably imagine. So i started sorting the red fruit from hell. I soon found that the odour of the rotting nasty tomatoes was near enough to make you sick. It was 8:00 am when i had started and i finished the last flat at 11pm that same night. I was working like a mad man just so i could be done with the awful task. Finished, i did not feel any accomplishment at all. instead my clothes were disgustingly ruined and my self worth was gone. I don't remember how many times i had nearly quit that day cursing the world for my troubles. But, somehow i made it though. I was relived to hear that we had sold off about 3 flats the first day to the old, who for some reason can the things. Why would you can a tomato? Anyway the next morning when i got to work to my horror my first duty was to go through the remaining 6 flats again. Again i asked? I had just went through the whole bunch of them yesterday. My dad just said you have to stay on top of those tomatoes or they are just all going to go. I walked back with the the thought of why are they so worried about these tomatoes, knowing at least they can't be as bad as yesterday, i did just go through them. As i started I found that these tomatoes that had just been sorted were as bad as yesterday but, now they had this white fuzzy mold growing off of them. It could not be healthy to handle such things. How could anyone want to buy something like this, even the ones that were not rotting would get drenched with the ooze of dying tomatoes. I just imagined the people walking out of the store so happy to have some fresh tomatoes. If they only knew what went on behind the scenes. I would always try and make the best of the situation and hurry though the tomatoes. Soon i was done. It was a happy time and the news of the tomatoes must have spread through town, because after the end of the second day we had only two flats left. It really made me happier to know if i did have to sort those disgusting little reds again it would not take that long. The next morning i had arrived a little late to work. But i knew my first duty would be to sort the fricken tomatoes so i just went straight back to them. Entering the back room the breath was knocked right out of me. there were over twenty flats waiting for me. It turned out that tomato season had just begun and it would last for a about a month. My summer was ruined. Now that i do not have to handle tomatoes i am a much happier person. I do not buy tomato products and will not enter a produce store. It has been over 6 years since i was forced to handle the vile fruit but every once in a while i will have a nightmare that reminds me of my past. My reason for sharing this story is to let all the young people who have a choice about a summer job know. Never Ever work at a produce store. Especially if you already hate tomatoes.. Thanks for the opportunity to share my story. The tomato sight is great..

I think tomatoes suck because everyone argues about wether it's a fruit or a vegetable. I know for a fact it's a vegetable because no fruit would taste that nasty! They put tomatoes in vegetable soup, but not in fruit salad! That proves my point! Either I'm right or some idiot put a fruit in my vegetable soup and didn't put them in my fruit salad! Later, Mike

Corn is digested really well, it always comes out whole I guess you know nothing of spagetti or chili in your hole Tomatoes make many things but you would never know I know of salsa and ask the cheifs, without the tomatoe, your dish is doomed "pooh!!" How can you hate the tomatoe? So juicy and fine? I bet you never gave it a chance in my mind. Next time you want some chili, spagetti or lasagna I will fear that you will be dry because you did not use the tomata!!

My boss is tomato. He is the tomato man. Do I need to say more. Whenever he is angry (which is all the time) his head turns red like a big TOMATO!

1) Speak not harshly about thy brother red tomatoe for they shall inherit the earth. <BR>2) Covet not thy brothers red tomatoe. <BR>3) Honor thy red tomatoe. <BR>4) Garnish thy red tomatoe with love and affection. <BR>Ha Ha Ha... <BR>GP

it's bret, from wal-mart. cool site.... maybe you should run for mayor!

Tomatoes taste like shit and also smells like it, too. they make me sick everytime i have to eat one. i hate them so much that, I throw a tomato at my friend. hehehehe. it was so coo

tomatoes tomatoes tomatoes the word makes me sick so why did I say it three times? so I could put emphasis on how fucking disgusting it sounds!! just like they taste god dammit!! yes, I thought tomatoes were the apples of vegetables until I bit into one then I discovered how much how they tasted like barf after you drink to much and that is not a good taste believe you me. so in closing I would just like to say how can Italians eat so much of the vile hell-fruits. and I would also like to say FUCK TOMATOES

OK, I have allways hated tomatoes...and my anger to them evolutinated fom my second grade teacher, who said vegetables were very good for me. After I explained to her my tomato problem she called my mom and told her to give me tomatoes every day for a week!!! Sad, sad story....I will kill mu teacher if I see her again.....muahahahahaha!

I fucking hate everything so why not fucking hating tomatoes too? They really suck when you go 2 a restaurant and they give them 2 u thinking: "Yeah, he is an ass hole and he is not gonna notice they r fucking old". Tomatoes suck. Everything sucks.