One time many years ago I was hitchiking in front of a motor inn somewhere in Alberta, it was quite late, I'd been there for hours, had a long ways to go, and I'm getting grumpy. Anyways, a car pulls into the parking lot, a couple gets out and heads for their room. Both dressed to the nines. They are obviously choked up about something, and she's riding his ass something fierce, which is the way it usually goes. A while later the door to their room opens up, he comes walking out, and sits quietly on the edge of the fountain with his feet in the water. She comes out a short while later, and she's still reaming him like crazy, just won't let up. So he gets up, walks to the center of the fountain, puts his hand on the spout, and directs a spray of water right at her, she and her fancy evening gown and her buffed up hair get totally soaked. It stops her cold, she shuts right up. The look of shock on her face was priceless. And I'm having a real good laugh. Made it worth the time I spent there.