Forever the skeptic, I ordered the hottest bowl of ramen the restaurant had to offer, a 10 on their 'flame' scale.This is the meanest, hottest, most evil bowl of noodles I have ever had in my life. One hour after the meal, I am still sweating, my nerves are shot and there's a rumble beginning to develop in my stomach.
Those of you who do manage to visit Tokyo, I will bring you to this noodle shop in Meguro and there you can all taste a little bit of hell in a bowl... excuse me the bog beckons.
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yo! farted fire ah?
yes i think the wife would like to try...me, i chicken... *puck puck*
looking forward...
Hey Mark,
Brandon here. My condolences to you with regard to your suffering.
Did it taste good though?
It was brutally good. problem was, it was hotter coming out then going in...
Mark,
Well that's got to suck. I doubt I can say I've experienced something similar.
Then again, I don't really eat that much spicy food.
*laffing my ass off*
pliz excuse the pun...wakakakaka
I wouldn't wish the experience on anyone, but if for some morbid reason you need to know... try rubbing some cut chili padi where the sun-don't-shine.
ok, confirm end up walking like john wayne...LOL
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