Very fitting with my last chapter, I had some spicy food for dinner. Because I am very white, I didn't handle it very well. I was crying and trying to not draw attention to myself, but my dad, who didn't think it was spicy, was poking fun at the fact that we couldn't handle the spice.
(And of course I was thinking about the pepper song when I was eating.)
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Pointless Ideas 6
RandomThe sixth installment of my Pointless Ideas series! Started 5/12/20
