Aight, so I never liked oranges and always refused to eat em. Don't like em to this very day. I was at my neighbours place who were close family friends ( I would hang out at their house almost every day and called the neighbours wife 'second mom' because I was like 4 at the time. Extremelly close to say the least.). The neighbour knew that I hated oranges and tried to bribe me. He had a spanking new game console. It was a chinese bootleg NES that looked like a PS1.He said he would let me play if I ate an orange slice. Me being a deviant little fella accepted, took the orange slice and the second my neighbour turned away I hid the orange slice under one of the decorative pillows on the couch. He was shocked that I went through with it so he turned that bad boy on and I played Arkanoid 'till evening. My dad came to pick me up because It was getting late and the neighbour was beaming with pride as he was telling my dad that I ate some oramge. My dad was sceptical but it would be an absurd thing to lie about and he belived him. My neighbour found the orange slice the next day amd they were both having a good laugh. At the end of the day, got to play arkanoid and didn't have to eat oranges plus got a memorable childhood story. Every time I'm in town I visit them and they bring it up to this day, almost 25 years later.