Slow_Mobius
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- Dec 22, 2015
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I've always been a glutton for suffering when it comes to spicy foods, and as many of you who share this awful addiction know, often the real punishment is the "fire snakes" (urban dictionary if lacking in imagination) not long to follow. I thought I was a veteran when came to this problem. I was wrong.
Not 10 minutes ago, I was sprinting through my house (of five) butt naked, grabbing a gallon jug of milk from the fridge, and rinsing my crack over the trash can. Fortunately, I was the only one home at the time, but I do owe my roommate a new gallon of milk. Never in my life have a felt a burning pain such as this coursing through my body.
Moral of the story: When you're at a thai restaurant and they ask how spicy you want your food, think about your butt hole before responding "how spicy can you make it?"
May this story be told once and never again on bluelight.
Peace
Not 10 minutes ago, I was sprinting through my house (of five) butt naked, grabbing a gallon jug of milk from the fridge, and rinsing my crack over the trash can. Fortunately, I was the only one home at the time, but I do owe my roommate a new gallon of milk. Never in my life have a felt a burning pain such as this coursing through my body.
Moral of the story: When you're at a thai restaurant and they ask how spicy you want your food, think about your butt hole before responding "how spicy can you make it?"
May this story be told once and never again on bluelight.
Peace
