Master_Yoda77
Juggalo
I'm back in my apartment in Dekalb, but yeah, my family lives there. I was home for the weekend (as was my brother) but yeah, our house is ok. Garage/roof damage but the house is standing. House Schmidt: Valiant and Supreme
I think it's out towards Irwindale.
The pleasure one gets when eating spicy food is comparable to muscle pain after a decent fucking fuck or a sweat broken over a hard day's work. Puts hair on your chest.
I really don't think the boyfriend would appreciate me having a hairy chest so, no thanks.
The endorphin rush from a good chilli hit is awesome. If you can get past the girly 'ooh, nooo it tastes like burning eww' for a second and build some motherfucking tolerance, you might just find that chilli is in fact great and actually enhances flavour rather than buries it.
What the fucking fuck
I don't get an endorphin rush from hot spiciness
"Chilli hit" sounds like some radical new illegal drug. Too funny. Once in awhile, I enjoy putting a very small amount of wasabi on sushi. It really clears the sinuses.