What happens in Mexico stays in Mex...no, never mind, that's Vegas, you are free to tell your interesting stories about Mexico.
Oh my goodness! I didn't mean that "I" had interesting stories from Mexico. I meant that Fuzzy Thunderbear did - from England and Scotland.
But, now that you mention it...and you'll be sorry - oh so sorry you did

.....When we were kids (me and my sis) back in the late 60's, early 70's, we went on a family vacation to Mexico. We begged and begged to get Pinata's and couldn't wait to open them up to feast upon all the yummy candy inside! Well, the only thing that was in our Pinata's were little clay pots. We had NO idea they were meant to be filled
after purchasing them. This was a LONG road trip.......So....of course this was my SISTER'S idea------> NOT mine

..I farted in my pot and she farted in hers and I had my mom "smell" mine and she, unfortunately had my dad "smell" hers. Before we knew it, somewhere in California my dad was pulling off the road to beat our butts!
Ok, sorry if you are disappointed, but, that's all I got. lol