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We were bringing some chili to a pot luck dinner and we decided to take her SUV because it was easier to load the food in and out. We loaded the large box containting the slow cooker in the back, then she said I should drive as she was a bit tipsy at the moment.

She's a fabulous cook; her chili was made from ground bison, which is very expensive (approx. $14 a pound at the time and our part of the country) and it took her four hours to prepare it.

We got within a mile of our destination when we approached a railroad crossing, at which point I begin to slow the vehicle down. With a slow cooker filled with chili, I thought it'd be best to try and not drive like a maniac. However, I did not slow the vehicle down enough and we bounced over the tracks...HARD! I heard a clank of the lid, a splash of food, and instantly the interior filled with the aroma of chili.

When we got there I opened the hatch to the horror. The force of the bounce over the tracks caused the chili to literally erupt out of the slow cooker and box, and covered the entire panel of the hatch, paneling of the cargo area, ceiling, floor, and all nooks and crannies in between. Chili was raining down on my head and back off of the hatch and ceiling as I looked at the carnage of the interior. Half the chili was claimed as a casualty of my disregard for a rough railroad crossing, and I sheepishly joined her in scraping the delicious chunks out of her vehicle. She is still angry with me, not for the wasted chili, but for the fact that her vehicle will smell like chili for the foreseeable future.
<bot>: GF spent a lot of time and money preparing delicious chili, I took a railroad crossing too fast, chili eruption coated everything in the rear of GF's beloved SUV.