The best story I have involved a wood stove not a coal stove, but what the heck, it is too good not to tell. I will try to keep it "G" rated.
When a friend of mine was young and singel he had built a very small A frame house. He brought a young lady friend to the house and made a cozy and romatic fire in the wood stove.
Things were going his way. She was now in the upper bunk and he had shed all of his atire. At this point he was ready with anticipation (get it?). He reached up to the bunk and part of his anatomy came in contact with the very hot wood stove. When asked if that put an end to his romatic plans he said no, but it was a bit painful.