When I was a small child, I put a piece of Cheerios cereal in each nostril, to “see if I could breath through the tiny holes”. They got stuck, I panicked, then fell asleep. When I woke up, they were gone. I always assumed they dissolved.
Not really bad, but it’s one that stuck with me: The computer owner had a bit of an obsession with David Boreanaz. Wallpaper was him with his shirt off. The desktop was cluttered with tons of image files, all him.
This was my first thought lol