I give you some crunchy chocolate covered candies. You love them.

You lost me at 'chocolate'.  (that stuff is gross!)

I would be quietly angry. Probably something like "Wow, you're an a$$hole" and leave it at that. 

:)

 

  I would tell you it’s chocolate-covered. (Hyphen.)

Not much different from witchetty grubs. They're okay cooked, I don't like them raw.

I would become deathly ill and then I would sue you for the tort battery.

I would have the same reaction that I had the first (and only) time I ate sweetbreads.  We were at a Greek restaurant and we told the other couple (who were Greek) to order for the four of us.  I thought it was fried chicken, but after we were finished eating, they told me what it was.  I admit it was delicious, but the thought of eating brains was enough to keep me from ever eating them again.