My morning tea just tried to kill me. Apparently shoving the whole last section into my mouth was not a good idea. The icing on top stuck the whole thing to the roof of my mouth like denture paste, leaving me with a solidly stuck hunk of bread completely out of reach of any chewing. Fortunately after much effort I managed to move it as clawing a mass of bread and icing out of my mouth in the middle of my work break room would have been a touch embarrasing.