Vindaloo issues a bitch slapping

So last night the boy and I decided to go for a curry …which at the time seemed like a swimming idea – until of course I ordered the vindaloo …

My mouth exploded on impact. (I don’t remember the primary component of vindaloo being battery acid) . My tongue actually detached itself from my pip, ran across the table and dived into my glass of wine to douse the flames….

I have never been in so much pain – it was like licking a cactus –even speaking hurt too much as it required me to breathe through the mouth which just seemed to stoke the flames …even the water tasted hot ….and after an eternity in what could only be damnation, I regain feeling in my tongue and my eyes stop watering long enough for me to regain focus …..Only to notice the boy nodding approvingly and stating :

”its got a nice tang”

TANG HE SAYS?????? …

*punjabi stick to the head*

…..Oh and never order home made Indian saffron ice cream –its like licking a dead goat …..but with grass on it ..*barf*

Thank god the wine was like angel tears falling on my tongue …