I've got a couple of these of my own, but I will share my favorite, whcih happened, for real, to a person I worked with. He was an intelligent young man, and actually within one question of becoming one of those three-time winners on Jeopardy which would have allowed him to engage in the big brain winners showdown episodes. He stumbled on the disco singer Donna Summer, incorrectly calling her Donna "Summers" This is his story as told to me.

He was at the time the father of an infant child. He, like many of us, was eating his dinner on a metal tv tray while watching TV. He was eating a turkey and gravy TV dinner at the time. His wife was within a few feet, changing their infants diaper. The diaper, as are all contemporary diapers, of the disposable variety. The type you quickly slide from beneath the soiled infant, and dispose of in a sort of practiced, sweeping motion.

He noticed, he said, a bit of the mostly clear, but barely brown gravy had sloshed from his TV dinner to the tray and he reflexively sopped it from the tray with a slice of bread, put it in his mouth, and began to chew. I mentioned he was bright. Within a few chews he realized the near clear yellow brownish "gravy" was in fact a wayward splash of what had only moments before been exlusive to the diaper.

I asked him the obvious: How did it taste?

He said it was relatively tasteless, but somewhat chalky.

Please don't ever share stories like this again.

ewwww....