Ok... silly story of the day: I was so hungry today that I grabbed a big forkful of my husband's spaghetti, stuck it in my mouth (wedged it in, rather), and proceeded to choke like a moron.
I *knew* I couldn't swallow it, but tried anyway. And so after I recovered, I started laughing and smiled the biggest smile since the surgery. It hurt! I was embarrassed. I made a piggish fool of myself, and my husband was genuinely concerned for about two seconds, lol.