I love asparagus despite the aftereffects.
Great story about Babe Ruth...he got paid to attend fancy parties after he was bought by the NY Yankees and turned the whole sport of baseball on its ear by outhomering entire teams by himself. His agent (the first of his kind in the sport) would also be present to make sure the rather rough hewn Babe, who was raised in an orphanage/reform school and earned his nickname from knowing very little about how proper adults acted, behaved himself.
The matronly hostess at one such swank affair offered the Babe a plate of asparagus and he replied with something like, "Oh, no thank you, ma'am, it looks wonderful but I don't eat asparagus because it makes my urine smell."
Ruth's agent collared him shortly after that and informed the Babe that he could not say such a thing in polite company!
Babe got his dander up and roared at the agent, "Whaddya talking about, I said "urine", didn't I?!?!?!"
;^)