Phanny B knows just what I mean. Finding a questionable looking Vietnamese/Thai place to eat, we ordered a plate of green curry chicken with noodles to share. Ordering it extra spicy seemed like a bomb ass idea at the time, but later on that night, I took a wicked number 2. So bad that I swore I was giving birth to an unholy, green demon. It even burnt a little....but not badly enough to not order it again the next night.
No comments:
Post a Comment