Since we have wandered OT,
I spent 10 years playing RAMBO in the U.S. Army. My first tour was with 3d Ranger Bn.
We were deployed for some arctic training the night after I had a big meal of Korean food, including several variations of Kimche - very spicy, aged, pickeled cabbage. On the C130 flight out, I was informed that something had crawled up, and immediately died in my colon.
We arrived for training durring a blizard and spent the first night in a small hut in platoon size groups. My platoon was now convinced that I had died, and was outgassing from rotting tissue. They recommended a mortician and Graves Registration be contacted immediately. Several had offered body bags, and I think they already had a collection going around for a burial plot. ANYTHING to get me out of the hut.
I got up to take a leak in the middle of the night. When I got back to the hut, my gear was stacked neatly outside in the heavy snow, and the hut's doors were locked. The guard inside looked through the window at me in the blowing snow, gave me a quick smile and waved. He then pointed his M4 carbine my direction and motioned that I go elsewhere - rather emphaticly.
I spent the night in a small snow cave that I dug with my E-tool and snowshoes. The close confines in the cave and artic sleeping bag convinced me that the Korean food was not a good idea, and that lighting a small survival candle for heat might be a dangerous idea. At one point, I woke myself up and bailed out of the sleeping bag despite the cold weather.
I still like Korean food, but I eat it only when I know the wife is out of town.