I'll start this show.
Around 1993, my husband's younger brother was staying with us over the summer. He was in college in South Carolina and stayed with us a couple summers in western Washington State. That was the time the salsa was being developed. I'd make up a sample and say "Rob, try this and tell me what you think." sometimes it was mild, sometimes not.....
After he'd gotten burned....literally... a few times, he was cautious about trying one of my samples. I said to him, "Rob, try this recipe. It's not that hot....
TRUST ME!!!!"
And of course it was hotter than shite.
I think his response was ....." Oh Fack! Fack you, Ann!" Or similar.....
This is the same younger bro that didn't know how to work a mouse trap.
Down in the basement, I was setting the traditional bale mouse trap with Rob watching. I showed him where to put the bait and how to set the spring. Rob said something like...."Oh, so the mouse steps on THIS thing...."and he put his finger on the trip plate....SNAP!!!!.....
visualize a cartoon of the cat flipping their paw up and down to dislodge the mouse trap on their toe and that was Rob....
in real life... ROFLMAO in real life!!!!
Here is a phoane message from the early stages of Pure Evil development.