Good boogly moogly

[Dave's Not Here Man]

I just wanted to take the path of least resistance for dinner tonight, but not all the was down to ramen. So I sliced up some onion and banana peppers I got from Rick & Vans the other day and threw them in some olive oil in the new electric skillet. After a few minutes threw in a can of Campbell's chicken gravy and a little gravy master, stirred it up and added some leftover monster burgers from a few days ago. Took one bite and suddenly reminded that the sign on the peppers said HOT BANANA PEPPERS. They were not bullshitt'n. I'm soaked in sweat and my sinuses are 100% clear.

I really don't know how some people can eat, let alone say they "love" spicy food. And these peppers were probably .0000011% of a scoville point.

[minx]

Before I got married I worked with a Vietnamese woman, and a few women from Taiwan.

Every payday we would order Chinese, and My (the Vietnamese woman) would tell me that I shouldn't call in the order since I didn't speak Cantonese, so they wouldn't make the food 'right'.
My time for doing the pickup run came around and I went to the place. The owner brought out the order, threw in 5 containers of chili peppers and snapped "Tell that Vietnamese dog that I hope this is hot enough for her!"

Turns out that every payday she'd tell them the food was too mild and curse them out. And when I brought back the food, she dumped all 5 containers on it and said it was 'decent'. My mouth burns just thinking about it!