The taste of gasoline in the morning

When the family were with us, John spotted a Brownie recall notice in a local rag. Turns out ours is affected so we’re having to arrange return shipment. Necessary for shipping, this morning we drained the unit of oil and gasoline – the latter requiring us to syphon off the gas from the tank. I managed to get some in my mouth and am finding it hard to get rid of the taste. Yach. Going ashore soon to fill propane tank and find boxes for the Hookah.