You’ve heard of potty humor?

In this story, it gets a spicy twist.

Turn on the AC and let’s read all about it.

Hot-sauced legs

For context, I was abused as a kid, and spent most of my time in books to cope with that.

Always sad to hear something like that. Wonder how the world of books helped…

My mother was the worst of my abusers.

My younger brother is typically the prankster, while I was the quiet book nerd.

Because of the reading, I came across a prank in a book that I needed to try.

Who says reading isn’t fun?

In the book, the boys took a couple of foil ketchup packets, folded them gently in half, and delicately placed them under the toilet seat.

I didn’t have any ketchup packets, but you know what I did have?

Hot sauce packets.

I set the trap and laid in wait.

Dun dun dun. Who will take the bait?

The Universe provides, and my mother was the next person to sit on that toilet.

The following scream that issued forth was unearthly, blood-curdling.

My entire family went running toward the bathroom, where my mother was standing, backs of her legs, pants, undies, everything, were coated in a generous helping of hot sauce.

Gross. But funny. But probably spells trouble.

In the next few moments, the capsaicin also activated and started burning the skin on the back of her legs.

My brother’s name roared forth from her lips, and he was intent on taking the credit because he never could have come up with something so clever.

I stood taller and said, “It was me. I pulled the prank.”

Wow, coulda got away with it too.

Everything stopped and was silent.

I could see the rage in my mother’s eyes, the sauce dripping down her legs, my father’s eyes laughing, but valiantly trying not to crack a smile, my brother, a kicked puppy because he hadn’t had the idea.

What a scene. Was it worth it?

Then my mother through clenched teeth: “And just where did you get that idea?”

“A book.” Turned on my heel and walked away, head held high.

I don’t remember much after that, but it was TOTALLY worth it.

She says yes.

What do the comments think?

This person says, respect.

This person has a bad feeling about the memory loss…

Someone else asks if this was a banned books situation.

This person has some wise hindsight.

Hot-crossed buns, how about hot-sauced legs?

I’m not sure it will catch on.

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