Have you ever wrecked seven times in one week in a winnebago while running from the police to go live in another state while you ran away from home with an idiot who tried to sell parsley to a retired hooker for emergency funds/gas money?
Food?! Good God, no! I've had various beverages come out my nose. Someone once bet me I could not hold a whole cans worth of Vimto in my mouth and then made me laugh when I did and I blew the entire can out my nostrils...