Pour into glass, don’t pay close attention, take a big swig and my mouth fills with curdling milk that my friends mom was going to use for baking or whatever you’d use curdled milk for.
Still vividly remember the texture and the taste... so disgusting.
My wife heard the noise I made from across the house and assumed I was being histrionic, but she changed her mind once she saw the remains of the strawberry! In fact I think she came closer to vomiting than I did—fortunately I was right in front of the sink, so was able to spit it out and wash out my mouth immediately... It was years before I ate another strawberry without first cutting it in half.
The first bucket was just pitch black by the end of the washing. I dumped out the water straight into the toilet and soot dripped out at the end. Then I gagged when I saw probably two dozen drowned caterpillars by the end of all the washing.
Who knows how much ash, pollution, and insect I've been smoking all these years.
Dunno what you did that yours turned black, are you sure you didn't get a bunch of soil in the water? There shouldn't be tar or ash on live weed plants.
It does make me question smoking any undipped pot though.
I cut a slice in the dark kitchen and took a big bite. Why does this cake taste exactly like bleu cheese? OH SHIT.
Turned on the light and discovered I was eating cake covered in giant blotches of blue-black mold. It took a long time to get the taste out of my mouth.
Amusing: once had milk that was well past the date, but not stinky, microwaved it (kid liked it warm for cereal - don't judge) and it curdled after being warmed. Tasted like fresh yoghurt. I didn't eat the whole thing.
If you plan to cook with it, read up on what you're doing beforehand, and be aware that curdled milk and spoiled milk and VERY DIFFERENT THINGS.
To point out a key difference between curdled and spoiled, there's not necessarily any smell or texture to indicate that milk has spoiled, and it isn't necessarily 'sour'.
For instance, my senses told me the tall glass I poured from a jug dated six months prior and downed half of in one gulp was regular milk at first, but if you'd blindfolded me, I'd have sworn from the coating left in my mouth and throat after I'd swallowed that I'd just drunk a glass of fish sauce. Its odor wasn't even detectable until the milk had warmed.
I surprisingly didn't get sick at the time, but just thinking about it now gets me very close.