I am fucking shameless when it comes to food sweats.
Bullets, big fat movie tears, damp sweaty towels around my shoulders… stop to take an exhaustedand spicy breathe… enter the second hand… I are now double fisting chicken pathia like a chungus level American baby does spaghetti. The wait staff are disgusted, the date left hours ago… But I am happier than I will ever be.
I am fucking shameless when it comes to food sweats.
Bullets, big fat movie tears, damp sweaty towels around my shoulders… stop to take an exhaustedand spicy breathe… enter the second hand… I are now double fisting chicken pathia like a chungus level American baby does spaghetti. The wait staff are disgusted, the date left hours ago… But I am happier than I will ever be.
You really paint a vivid picture.
My god that’s a fucking funny picture and it’s damn true too. I love me some fucking spicy food.