What's the funniest reason you've had to call poison control?

Today my 19 month old took our her pacifier and her mouth was dripping red. I immediately panicked, then looked at her pacifier and saw chunks of what is obviously lipstick. She must have knocked it off my desk while her dad wasn't watching and taken a good bite. Called PC just to make sure she was okay ("Expect some weird poops and monitor for a cough") and then had a good laugh (and a small cry since it was a nice lipstick from a brand that's gone out of business).

This is my third call to poison control - tell me your stories and tell me I'm not alone!