...what a burn..

Yesterday I went to a house of my friend's before we went to Ikano for the countdown thing (flopped there aren't any countdowns this year,)

While we were there, he told me about this surprise he had for us. He went to the kitchen, cut something and placed it in a bowl, then heated it up in the oven.

after it was heated he brought it to us, we were at the computer in his room.There were 2 pieces of orange coloured hotdog-shaped looking pieces of meat in the bowl.

then he asked me

ern:"guess what is this?"

me:"dunno"

ern:"guess la"

aaron:"what is this la?"

me:"let me think...ur neighbour had this dog that couldn't stop barking... so u went to the dog and did something, and now it dosen't bark?"

ern:"lol no la dumbass.Just stfu and eat it"


I hesitated, then I dumped one of it into my mouth.It was a spicy hotdog.cool.

then he asked me

ern:"how is it?"

me:"cheh its only spicy"

ern:"really arr?"

me:"normal la I've eaten worse before.."


until i realised the hotdog had an after spice.If ure a chilli freak like me, u shud know what that is.

(if u know me well, I like spicy, but this was too much)

It hit me like 20 seconds after i swallowed it, and boy it was a blast.heck, my nose even bleeded. =.= and that asshole was recording my entire reaction...







Well if u think this is funny wait till u hear what happened during the detoxification stage.

All 3 of us ate it, and all 3 of us burned, and all 3 of us...

***BURNED OUR ASSHOLE***

yea

i do mean "burn" literally, when I was crapping it was really a sting to the ass and IT WAS HOT

anyways that's what all of us went through believe it or not.

haha

p/s: the aaron above is not the aaron from KB

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