One time the wife and I shared a nice spicy Mexican meal together. Later on, the mood struck for dessert and I’m not talking about flan here.
I, being a gentleman and a cunning linguist, was serving up dessert to my wife first, when all of a sudden, the realization that spicy chilis were recently in my mouth became apparent to my poor, unsuspecting wife, who proceeded to flee to the lavatory where she spent the next 15 minutes flushing her most sensitive of areas while cursing me out for causing her distress.
Rules are now in place to prevent this unfortunate incident from recurring.