Sex on Fire
No, not the Kings of Leon song. Here's what happened:
The jalapenos on the nachos were exceptionally hot. Not pickled. Freshly cut. I only ate two, and warned others as to their eye-watering potency. Then I went to the toilet and didn't wash the spicy residue from my fingers before...you know...handling myself.
The burn brought back memories of that time in Bangkok.
3 Comments:
Try wasabi. It's faaaabulous.
Ugh. Buffalo Wild Wings flashback.
You forgot a moment in which you sliced jalapenos on the cutting board in my kitchen and then returned to me on the couch.
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