There once was a small Italian restaurant in north Toronto that myself and two other members of "The Gangreen Boys" used to visit. David, our mandolin player was an incessant practical joker, and once while he was in the washroom I decided to get him back on his own terms. I carefully lifted the topping from his pizza and poured half a jar of chili peppers under it, disguising it quite nicely. He came back, took a big bite (and swallow)...and then..let out a yell! He seemed to immediately that I was the one who'd done this dastardly deed (I wonder how come), picked up the rest of the whole pizza and whammed it into my face! We were shown the door VERY quickly.
Ahh to be young and (very) stupid again.
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