Per paternal request, I tried to recall my contest-winning chili recipe this evening. And just like I did last time, I put my habanero chili-oiled finger in MY FUCKING EYE.
My dad had better like this damned chili.
Per paternal request, I tried to recall my contest-winning chili recipe this evening. And just like I did last time, I put my habanero chili-oiled finger in MY FUCKING EYE.
My dad had better like this damned chili.
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