I hate mayo

I haven't blogged in a very long time, so I thought I'd post about something that is very important to me: my hatred of mayonnaise. People think I am weird for eating deli sandwiches dry--with no condiments whatsoever--but I'm stickin' to my guns. Mayo was created by Satan himself, and the idea of consuming it makes me dry heave. 
This is how mayo makes me feel:

Last night at the Real Salt Lake game, my friend Tiff tried to convince me to eat an ear of corn that had been slathered in mayo then sprinkled with some mysterious red powder (Chili powder? Paprika? Strange Mexican cocaine?). I refused, even when she put it two inches away from my face. Instead, I chose a different Mexican treat--a churro.

I think my cooking idol, Paula Deen, would be really disappointed in me for hating mayo, but I've given it a fair chance. I taste it every couple years, and have never gotten over my aversion to it. Are there any foods you hate?