When I was about five I went on a haunted house ride with my cousin. When we got off the ride, my cousin said somebody in there threw spaghetti on his head. I pictured someone dumping a bowl of spaghetti over his head and since I was sitting next to him and didn't see anything I always figured he was lying. Last summer I took my daughter on a haunted house ride, and near the end one of the workers who was hiding inside, held a string over our head and hit us on the forehead with it to scare us. I immediately realized this string was the spaghetti my cousin was talking about.