When I was 5 or 6 my dad pranked me into eating curry powder. He said it was really nice and did the old trick of dipping his finger in it and then licking a different finger. I dipped my finger, put it in my mouth and immediately took off running around the house screaming in agony. So what does he do? Tells me that the only thing that's going to stop the burning is toothpaste. I ran to the bathroom and squirted a huge dollop of it into my mouth. Well you can imagine the calamity. My dad and his friends, who were more than likely stoned, laughing their heads off. My mother telling him what a cruel b*stard he was. And me running around in circles fanning my mouth as if that was going to do anything.