Ois: Once (ONCE!) I sang some karaoke at a restaurant. To protect humanity, no more.
I took a tram trip to meet a bunch of people I only knew via the internet. This was around one of those times moral-panic current-affair shows had a couple of stories about the danger of such trips. Turns out they were right, a cup of Tea at the beach side coffee house costs $4.80.
A long time ago, I mixed extra-spicy-chilli-chips, boysenberry ice cream and choc-coating mix together. If I could provide a single word of advice: Don't.
Oh I remember that karaoke thing, thats when those bloody aliens invaded wasn't it? I had to sing total eclipse of the heart. I hope to hell the rest of the world appreciates how much Australia sacrificed for them! My voice is SO not in that key...
Your chilli story reminds me of another thing I did that was really fucking stupid. I sliced Red Savina Habaneros with my bare hands (and a knife, what I mean to say is that I wasn't wearing gloves) and then went to the bathroom without washing my hands. Now a few people would have done something similar with chillies, most likely with the Jalapeno which has a heat rating of 2500 points or so on the scoville scale (which measures chilli heat) and that can be pretty fucking painful. The red savina, by contrast, has a rating of 350,000-580,000 points. Lets just say it's a miracle I still have a fuctional knob...