Once upon a time, I got hungry and went to the fridge at my Grandma's house. I took out a Dulce de Leche from there and tried to cut it, because it was too big. You know what happens to Dulce de Leche when you put it in the fridge? It turns rock-hard.

It was a pretty big knife. In retrospect my position wasn't the best to be using a knife. Trying to use it, I accidentally pushed to hard and stabbed the side of my hand. Took two stitches, I can still see the scar. It's been like 10 years or more.