I was just doodling... but for some reason, this came to mind. When I was like...4 or 5, I was in the kitchen helping my mom and aunt unpack the fresh veggies and fruit we get from my Grandpas farm. (We get free stuff! Wuhoo!) So this one time, amongst the yummies, was a box of hot jalapeno peppers.
My little brother, Ali, 3 years younger than me (ha! I'm older) happened to be there, watching. Ali was a cute little baby, and I guess I wanted to piss him off ...so I handed him a hot pepper and asked him to try it without anyone looking. He took it from my hand- and bit into it.
The rest was history.
I got yelled at by my mom, and probably felt pretty guilty. (Either that, or ran to my room and laughed hysterically.)
He grew up to be my 'fighting brother', so he got me back-- many times. Believe me, he's done worse to me. (He cracked my head open, lets just put it at that...)