I don't consider some of the stuff I ate weird except for the time I was tired and didn't have my glasses on I made a frosting and marmalade sandwich. I didn't realize it till I got to school and had nothing else to eat. It was actually good.
I ate an entire mechanical pencil, slowly, tiny piece by tiny piece throughout the entirety of my sixth grade year. It was on a bet, and I got twenty dollars out of the deal, which is an ungodly amount when you're twelve.
Hell, for twenty dollars, I'd probably do it again.