So today I go out with my Mom and get shoes. They're nice shoes. Slip-ons because laces are the devil.
We go into town and find this Chinese restaurant. We take a booth and sit down, whereupon the server hands us the menu.
Where there are items like FROG CASSEROLE, BEEF THROAT, JELLYFISH APPETIZER, and PORK INTESTINES.
It was super authentic, to say the least. I get spicy beef.
It was so spicy I involuntarily teared up. It was amazing. I reached capsacin nirvana in that authentic chinese restaurant.
And then six hours later all of that spice says hi to my butt. Which was not fun.
Why would you betray mem like that, lunch?
We go into town and find this Chinese restaurant. We take a booth and sit down, whereupon the server hands us the menu.
Where there are items like FROG CASSEROLE, BEEF THROAT, JELLYFISH APPETIZER, and PORK INTESTINES.
It was super authentic, to say the least. I get spicy beef.
It was so spicy I involuntarily teared up. It was amazing. I reached capsacin nirvana in that authentic chinese restaurant.
And then six hours later all of that spice says hi to my butt. Which was not fun.
Why would you betray mem like that, lunch?