Yowza
I'm eating spicy chicken. When you order spicy chicken, you can reasonably expect it to be a tad piquant, maybe a little zesty...zingy even.
But you do not expect the burning fires of hell in a styrofoam container.
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire.
Tuesday, April 09, 2002
It's not word, but it's a state of mind.
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