A very spicy story: Difference between revisions

Hello, my name is Naga Viper and I live in a little town named Scoville. This is my story of how I went a little too far trying to make the world’s best pot of chili. That morning, I woke up. Surprising, I know. I went to the bathroom and grabbed my Dragon’s Breath flavored toothpaste and brushed my teeth, they were bleeding heavily. I probably should have used the Habanero flavored one, considering it was the morning. After that, I had a shower using my special Trinidad Scorpion shampoo I made by myself. I knew it was gonna be a very important day, the grand chili festival was tomorrow and I needed to get working on making that delicious hot goodness. As soon as I got out of the shower, I got dressed in my favorite Chipotle brand T-shirt and went to the kitchen. I was born ready to make this amazing goddamn chili. I went out to my garden and picked a few hot peppers. Nothing too bad, like Devil’s Tongue, Scotch Bonnet, Fatalii and Komodo Dragon. Pussy shit, I know. But I had a secret ingredient that would blow away the competition.