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ShockingAlberto
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I like how you can tell who the anime fans are in Japanese classes.
They're the people who chew the scenery in a classroom and talk like cartoon characters.
Dr.Palutena
Member
Yes scare billy, scare him good.
CountAntonius
Member
What offends me is the people that only smell when they bend over. leads me to believe they don't know how to wipe their ass.
echoshifting
Banned
All right, so I'm sitting near the back of a plane, I think I was going from Portland to Kansas City. As everyone is settling in, there is a definite funk drifting around the plane from...somewhere...but it's impossible to identify. Everyone is giving everyone else sideways glances...."is it that guy?" "is it you?" but it isn't bad enough near the back for accusations to start hopping around.
Right before takeoff, a flight attendant asks me if I wouldn't mind moving so this woman can sit next to her child. Now, I get claustrophobic in airplanes, so I always request an aisle seat...but what the hell can you do in this situation? You are completely powerless, you are not going to be the dickhead who splits up the mom/kid combo. So I consented.
I get up to the front, and of course it's a middle seat (groan) between one kinda creepy looking dude who looks a little like Jeffrey Dahmer and a half-giant. This is before the days when extremely large passengers were required to take up two seats. I have no sympathy for those who think this bill is humiliating after this experience, because this guy was taking up at least a third of my seat, and that's being conservative. I had to lean over into Dahmer just to sit down.
The guy leans into me and says "you shoulda seen her face. She took one look at us and turned to the flight attendant and told her 'I am not sitting there.'" He lets out this great big laugh.
I wish I could describe this guy. He was clearly a biker. He had on this sleevless leather vest...thing...and it was impossible to tell when the last time was that he'd bathed. This was the source of the b.o. stink that was permeating the entire plane. I'm thinking...wtf? Did that woman even have a kid? Did I just get duped into sitting next to this guy? But there was nothing to be done for it. It was kind of like being Luke inside the Tauntaun...you think they smell bad on the outside but until you actually have your nose slammed into that big sweaty eye-level armpit by turbulence you just have no idea. It was stifling. I was writing farewells to my family by the time we landed. Longest three hours of my life.
It was a long time before I got on an airplane again, and I've never given up my aisle seat for anything. I'll die first. "Fortunately" I'm handicapped now so I have an excuse.
edit: Actually he looked a lot like Manos's avatar. I just put that together. I've always wondered what that reminded me of.
Right before takeoff, a flight attendant asks me if I wouldn't mind moving so this woman can sit next to her child. Now, I get claustrophobic in airplanes, so I always request an aisle seat...but what the hell can you do in this situation? You are completely powerless, you are not going to be the dickhead who splits up the mom/kid combo. So I consented.
I get up to the front, and of course it's a middle seat (groan) between one kinda creepy looking dude who looks a little like Jeffrey Dahmer and a half-giant. This is before the days when extremely large passengers were required to take up two seats. I have no sympathy for those who think this bill is humiliating after this experience, because this guy was taking up at least a third of my seat, and that's being conservative. I had to lean over into Dahmer just to sit down.
The guy leans into me and says "you shoulda seen her face. She took one look at us and turned to the flight attendant and told her 'I am not sitting there.'" He lets out this great big laugh.
I wish I could describe this guy. He was clearly a biker. He had on this sleevless leather vest...thing...and it was impossible to tell when the last time was that he'd bathed. This was the source of the b.o. stink that was permeating the entire plane. I'm thinking...wtf? Did that woman even have a kid? Did I just get duped into sitting next to this guy? But there was nothing to be done for it. It was kind of like being Luke inside the Tauntaun...you think they smell bad on the outside but until you actually have your nose slammed into that big sweaty eye-level armpit by turbulence you just have no idea. It was stifling. I was writing farewells to my family by the time we landed. Longest three hours of my life.
It was a long time before I got on an airplane again, and I've never given up my aisle seat for anything. I'll die first. "Fortunately" I'm handicapped now so I have an excuse.
edit: Actually he looked a lot like Manos's avatar. I just put that together. I've always wondered what that reminded me of.
parrotbeak
Member
I've put away my beloved Machida avatar for now.
Which why I don't want to take Japanese, I'm content with French.
I feel real bad for my friend who will be taking it though haha
echoshifting
Banned
Joss Whedon?
Mechanical Snowman
Member
Do you set off metal detectors when you walk through airports?It was a long time before I got on an airplane again, and I've never given up my aisle seat for anything. I'll die first. "Fortunately" I'm handicapped now so I have an excuse.
Professor Beef
Banned
All right, so I'm sitting near the back of a plane, I think I was going from Portland to Kansas City. As everyone is settling in, there is a definite funk drifting around the plane from...somewhere...but it's impossible to identify. Everyone is giving everyone else sideways glances...."is it that guy?" "is it you?" but it isn't bad enough near the back for accusations to start hopping around.
Right before takeoff, a flight attendant asks me if I wouldn't mind moving so this woman can sit next to her child. Now, I get claustrophobic in airplanes, so I always request an aisle seat...but what the hell can you do in this situation? You are completely powerless, you are not going to be the dickhead who splits up the mom/kid combo. So I consented.
I get up to the front, and of course it's a middle seat (groan) between one kinda creepy looking dude who looks a little like Jeffrey Dahmer and a half-giant. This is before the days when extremely large passengers were required to take up two seats. I have no sympathy for those who think this bill is humiliating after this experience, because this guy was taking up at least a third of my seat, and that's being conservative. I had to lean over into Dahmer just to sit down.
The guy leans into me and says "you shoulda seen her face. She took one look at us and turned to the flight attendant and told her 'I am not sitting there.'" He lets out this great big laugh.
I wish I could describe this guy. He was clearly a biker. He had on this sleevless leather vest...thing...and it was impossible to tell when the last time was that he'd bathed. This was the source of the b.o. stink that was permeating the entire plane. I'm thinking...wtf? Did that woman even have a kid? Did I just get duped into sitting next to this guy? But there was nothing to be done for it. It was kind of like being Luke inside the Tauntaun...you think they smell bad on the outside but until you actually have your nose slammed into that big sweaty eye-level armpit by turbulence you just have no idea. It was stifling. I was writing farewells to my family by the time we landed. Longest three hours of my life.
It was a long time before I got on an airplane again, and I've never given up my aisle seat for anything. I'll die first. "Fortunately" I'm handicapped now so I have an excuse.
edit: Actually he looked a lot like Manos's avatar. I just put that together. I've always wondered what that reminded me of.
Hahahahaha, that sounds fucking terrible.
echoshifting
Banned
Yes I do and yes it's a gigantic pain in the ass. The TSA hate me and I hate those fuckers right back
I have a little card explaining the situation I carry around in my wallet but apparently they stopped caring about those after 9/11.
No, different balding guy.
VariantX04
Loser slave of the system :(
LOL! You should be thankful it was only a 3 hour flight.All right, so I'm sitting near the back of a plane, I think I was going from Portland to Kansas City. As everyone is settling in, there is a definite funk drifting around the plane from...somewhere...but it's impossible to identify. Everyone is giving everyone else sideways glances...."is it that guy?" "is it you?" but it isn't bad enough near the back for accusations to start hopping around.
Right before takeoff, a flight attendant asks me if I wouldn't mind moving so this woman can sit next to her child. Now, I get claustrophobic in airplanes, so I always request an aisle seat...but what the hell can you do in this situation? You are completely powerless, you are not going to be the dickhead who splits up the mom/kid combo. So I consented.
I get up to the front, and of course it's a middle seat (groan) between one kinda creepy looking dude who looks a little like Jeffrey Dahmer and a half-giant. This is before the days when extremely large passengers were required to take up two seats. I have no sympathy for those who think this bill is humiliating after this experience, because this guy was taking up at least a third of my seat, and that's being conservative. I had to lean over into Dahmer just to sit down.
The guy leans into me and says "you shoulda seen her face. She took one look at us and turned to the flight attendant and told her 'I am not sitting there.'" He lets out this great big laugh.
I wish I could describe this guy. He was clearly a biker. He had on this sleevless leather vest...thing...and it was impossible to tell when the last time was that he'd bathed. This was the source of the b.o. stink that was permeating the entire plane. I'm thinking...wtf? Did that woman even have a kid? Did I just get duped into sitting next to this guy? But there was nothing to be done for it. It was kind of like being Luke inside the Tauntaun...you think they smell bad on the outside but until you actually have your nose slammed into that big sweaty eye-level armpit by turbulence you just have no idea. It was stifling. I was writing farewells to my family by the time we landed. Longest three hours of my life.
It was a long time before I got on an airplane again, and I've never given up my aisle seat for anything. I'll die first. "Fortunately" I'm handicapped now so I have an excuse.
edit: Actually he looked a lot like Manos's avatar. I just put that together. I've always wondered what that reminded me of.
ClassyPenguin
Banned
Sounds like an average ride on the LA public buses.All right, so I'm sitting near the back of a plane, I think I was going from Portland to Kansas City. As everyone is settling in, there is a definite funk drifting around the plane from...somewhere...but it's impossible to identify. Everyone is giving everyone else sideways glances...."is it that guy?" "is it you?" but it isn't bad enough near the back for accusations to start hopping around.
Right before takeoff, a flight attendant asks me if I wouldn't mind moving so this woman can sit next to her child. Now, I get claustrophobic in airplanes, so I always request an aisle seat...but what the hell can you do in this situation? You are completely powerless, you are not going to be the dickhead who splits up the mom/kid combo. So I consented.
I get up to the front, and of course it's a middle seat (groan) between one kinda creepy looking dude who looks a little like Jeffrey Dahmer and a half-giant. This is before the days when extremely large passengers were required to take up two seats. I have no sympathy for those who think this bill is humiliating after this experience, because this guy was taking up at least a third of my seat, and that's being conservative. I had to lean over into Dahmer just to sit down.
The guy leans into me and says "you shoulda seen her face. She took one look at us and turned to the flight attendant and told her 'I am not sitting there.'" He lets out this great big laugh.
I wish I could describe this guy. He was clearly a biker. He had on this sleevless leather vest...thing...and it was impossible to tell when the last time was that he'd bathed. This was the source of the b.o. stink that was permeating the entire plane. I'm thinking...wtf? Did that woman even have a kid? Did I just get duped into sitting next to this guy? But there was nothing to be done for it. It was kind of like being Luke inside the Tauntaun...you think they smell bad on the outside but until you actually have your nose slammed into that big sweaty eye-level armpit by turbulence you just have no idea. It was stifling. I was writing farewells to my family by the time we landed. Longest three hours of my life.
It was a long time before I got on an airplane again, and I've never given up my aisle seat for anything. I'll die first. "Fortunately" I'm handicapped now so I have an excuse.
edit: Actually he looked a lot like Manos's avatar. I just put that together. I've always wondered what that reminded me of.
These questions: I do wonder why people ask them. It's like the internet controls your life.
Should I have tea or coffee?
Should I wear a shirt or sweater?
Am I Gay or Straight?
What colour do I like?
Am I a biological organism or am I an ethereal being that exists only in the dream world?
Do I even exist?
H.Protagonist
[-_-]/
Now, hey. That's why I took Japanese in college.
My teacher did say I talked like an asshole, though. Heehee.Is the hair in your pic what you consider "medium" to be? I prefer that length to short-short. It looks good as is.
All right, so I'm sitting near the back of a plane, I think I was going from Portland to Kansas City. As everyone is settling in, there is a definite funk drifting around the plane from...somewhere...but it's impossible to identify. Everyone is giving everyone else sideways glances...."is it that guy?" "is it you?" but it isn't bad enough near the back for accusations to start hopping around.
Right before takeoff, a flight attendant asks me if I wouldn't mind moving so this woman can sit next to her child. Now, I get claustrophobic in airplanes, so I always request an aisle seat...but what the hell can you do in this situation? You are completely powerless, you are not going to be the dickhead who splits up the mom/kid combo. So I consented.
I get up to the front, and of course it's a middle seat (groan) between one kinda creepy looking dude who looks a little like Jeffrey Dahmer and a half-giant. This is before the days when extremely large passengers were required to take up two seats. I have no sympathy for those who think this bill is humiliating after this experience, because this guy was taking up at least a third of my seat, and that's being conservative. I had to lean over into Dahmer just to sit down.
The guy leans into me and says "you shoulda seen her face. She took one look at us and turned to the flight attendant and told her 'I am not sitting there.'" He lets out this great big laugh.
I wish I could describe this guy. He was clearly a biker. He had on this sleevless leather vest...thing...and it was impossible to tell when the last time was that he'd bathed. This was the source of the b.o. stink that was permeating the entire plane. I'm thinking...wtf? Did that woman even have a kid? Did I just get duped into sitting next to this guy? But there was nothing to be done for it. It was kind of like being Luke inside the Tauntaun...you think they smell bad on the outside but until you actually have your nose slammed into that big sweaty eye-level armpit by turbulence you just have no idea. It was stifling. I was writing farewells to my family by the time we landed. Longest three hours of my life.
It was a long time before I got on an airplane again, and I've never given up my aisle seat for anything. I'll die first. "Fortunately" I'm handicapped now so I have an excuse.
edit: Actually he looked a lot like Manos's avatar. I just put that together. I 've always wondered what that reminded me of.
That sounds... awesome. :/ I've had some bad experiences on planes, but I, too, specifically pick the aisle seat to avoid this. As for the bolded part, I have to agree with you there. Since I'm small, people seem to take that as license to appropriate my extra seat area. I often make sure the arm rests are down and wedge a purse on the 'people' side of where I'm sitting. Doesn't really work for mass transit though. No armrests and waaaay more fat/asshole people.
H.Protagonist
[-_-]/
*high five*
echoshifting
Banned
Experience has taught me you should never ask this question on the internet
Actually I don't mind those sorts of questions so much, because I'm indecisive myself. Sometimes all you need is a bunch of people telling you "option a!" to realize you really want option b.
Dear GAF, I think this girl likes me, what do I do?!?!?!
Actually, that photo was taken during one of my shorter hair phases from three years ago. My hair is quite a bit longer than that right now.
parrotbeak
Member
I take the window seat because I know I will sleep the entire flight. Usually take a melatonin and antihistamine and pass out before takeoff. But extremely obese people pushing into your seat do make sleeping more difficult.
CountAntonius
Member
Aside from the urine smells I find the metro trains to be really a cool way to get to and from Downtown LA. I absolutely despise the bus though.
parrotbeak
Member
Echo, can you go through bodyscanners with your implants? (I don't know how those scanners work.)
lol
If I made a thread like that I would probably look at the answers for a few minutes and think, "fuck it!".
"Why have I asked the internet? why?"
Put my head in my hands and wonder what the fuck lead me to this decision in the first place.
It looks pretty good in your avatar. If it's longer than that well we can't really judge without a pic.
This is so true. When people are being particularly indecisive I've taken to flipping a coin - not to choose randomly, but when they're disappointed with the result then they know what they really wanted. It also saves time from all the "No, it's okay you decide" "No you decide"... ugh hate that.echoshifting said:
H.Protagonist
[-_-]/
Dear GAF, I think this girl likes me, what do I do?!?!?!
Actually, that photo was taken during one of my shorter hair phases from three years ago. My hair is quite a bit longer than that right now.
Oh, ok. Then cut it like in your avatar pic!
Lucky. I can't sleep at all on planes. I'm a light sleeper and hyper aware of all the people around me.
The metro is very cool. Quick, efficient... but it doesn't go anywhere. I wish the line reached down to South Bay. Such a wasted transport system. I hate LA's public transit set up. I took the buses for 3 years down here to work from ktown (6 buses a day @ 3 hours+ roundtrip), and it was truly an awful experience.
echoshifting
Banned
Sort of. What typically happens is they'll ask me if I'm wearing a transdermal patch or if there's anything unusual attached to my skin. I just tell them what it is and I'll get a little patdown. It used to be the whole shebang but the last couple times I flew it was just from my neck down to my waist on my back.
I'm still waiting for one of them to settle on the giant lump that is my generator, remember that seen in the Dark Knight and drag me off to some interrogation room. My past couple of experiences have been pretty positive, though. There's been an obvious change in the way they treat people with prosthetics and implants this past year.
It's funny, I have this very official looking medical card but I've never been asked for it, nor will they take it if I offer it. Not once. Kind of disappointing if you want to know the truth.
Nothing good can come of it my friend. This is a lesson you must learn.
Mechanical Snowman
Member
I'm sorry to hear that. Everything I hear about the TSA is always that they're huge assholes. I hope I never have to deal with them.
Your avatar is a photograph? I've been thinking it was a pencil sketch.
Oh man, that reminds me of when I was at college, there was this huge guy (I'm guessing 350-400lbs) who was in my class.
This guy would stink the entire fucking room out with his B/O, you could literally smell shit from him, even lecturers were having a tough time breathing D:
I don't think he really cared to be honest, he used to eat a shoebox full of cookies, 2 bottles of diet coke, and some other snack for breakfast so his body odour was probably the last of his concerns :/
Don't get me wrong, I'm not hating on fat people, I'm fat myself! But that fact that he never seemed to shower, change clothes or put on some deodorant was not pleasant. 2 years we suffered
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This guy would stink the entire fucking room out with his B/O, you could literally smell shit from him, even lecturers were having a tough time breathing D:
I don't think he really cared to be honest, he used to eat a shoebox full of cookies, 2 bottles of diet coke, and some other snack for breakfast so his body odour was probably the last of his concerns :/
Don't get me wrong, I'm not hating on fat people, I'm fat myself! But that fact that he never seemed to shower, change clothes or put on some deodorant was not pleasant. 2 years we suffered
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Zomba13
Member
When I was in school and got the bus to and from school there was one guy that got the bus that was just the worst smelling ever. Whenever he was on the bus it just stunk. Wasn't sure how such a thing was possible. Worst was when he sat next to me once. Was so so bad.All right, so I'm sitting near the back of a plane, I think I was going from Portland to Kansas City. As everyone is settling in, there is a definite funk drifting around the plane from...somewhere...but it's impossible to identify. Everyone is giving everyone else sideways glances...."is it that guy?" "is it you?" but it isn't bad enough near the back for accusations to start hopping around.
Right before takeoff, a flight attendant asks me if I wouldn't mind moving so this woman can sit next to her child. Now, I get claustrophobic in airplanes, so I always request an aisle seat...but what the hell can you do in this situation? You are completely powerless, you are not going to be the dickhead who splits up the mom/kid combo. So I consented.
I get up to the front, and of course it's a middle seat (groan) between one kinda creepy looking dude who looks a little like Jeffrey Dahmer and a half-giant. This is before the days when extremely large passengers were required to take up two seats. I have no sympathy for those who think this bill is humiliating after this experience, because this guy was taking up at least a third of my seat, and that's being conservative. I had to lean over into Dahmer just to sit down.
The guy leans into me and says "you shoulda seen her face. She took one look at us and turned to the flight attendant and told her 'I am not sitting there.'" He lets out this great big laugh.
I wish I could describe this guy. He was clearly a biker. He had on this sleevless leather vest...thing...and it was impossible to tell when the last time was that he'd bathed. This was the source of the b.o. stink that was permeating the entire plane. I'm thinking...wtf? Did that woman even have a kid? Did I just get duped into sitting next to this guy? But there was nothing to be done for it. It was kind of like being Luke inside the Tauntaun...you think they smell bad on the outside but until you actually have your nose slammed into that big sweaty eye-level armpit by turbulence you just have no idea. It was stifling. I was writing farewells to my family by the time we landed. Longest three hours of my life.
It was a long time before I got on an airplane again, and I've never given up my aisle seat for anything. I'll die first. "Fortunately" I'm handicapped now so I have an excuse.
edit: Actually he looked a lot like Manos's avatar. I just put that together. I've always wondered what that reminded me of.
I work with a guy like that. It's tough even being in the same room as him.Oh man, that reminds me of when I was at college, there was this huge guy (I'm guessing 350-400lbs) who was in my class.
This guy would stink the entire fucking room out with his B/O, you could literally smell shit from him, even lecturers were having a tough time breathing D:
I don't think he really cared to be honest, he used to eat a shoebox full of cookies, 2 bottles of diet coke, and some other snack for breakfast :/
Don't get me wrong, I'm not hating on fat people, I'm fat myself! But that fact that he never seemed to shower, change clothes or put on some deodorant was not pleasant. 2 years we suffered
CountAntonius
Member
Oh, ok. Then cut it like in your avatar pic!
Lucky. I can't sleep at all on planes. I'm a light sleeper and hyper aware of all the people around me.
The metro is very cool. Quick, efficient... but it doesn't go anywhere. I wish the line reached down to South Bay. Such a wasted transport system. I hate LA's public transit set up. I took the buses for 3 years down here to work from ktown (6 buses a day @ 3 hours+ roundtrip), and it was truly an awful experience.
Agreed I used to take two busses to get to junior high then later two for work. It was really just an inefficient pain in the ass. Never again.
cooljeanius
Member
Gosh I leave this thread unsupervised for 1 day and when I come back it's about body odor.
Anyone ever hear of body odors pertaining to a group of people? This kid that I'm friends with who's half Syrian tells me that there's this "Muslim smell" that Muslims seem to have. Made me laugh a lot cause I didn't know what he was talking about, and he was baffled that I wasn't aware "Really?! Common, you know. That Muslim smell! I can't explain it. Oh we don't have it though, don't worry 
"
"ClassyPenguin
Banned
the green line and the blue lines of the metro are pretty nice.
but I'm not giving up driving or riding.
lane-splitting the 405 is amazing!
but I'm not giving up driving or riding.
lane-splitting the 405 is amazing!
Maklershed
Member
Did anyone else have to wrestle in high school? Since I hit my growth spurt pretty early I was 6'4 and 205lbs. That meant I had to partner up with the biggest kid in our class who was something like 350lbs. He always reeked of b.o. and what I can only describe as stale or dried barbecue sauce. The stink would stick to me afterwards and I had to deal with it till I could get home and take a shower.
Count Dookkake
Member
Anyone ever hear of body odors pertaining to a group of people? This kid that I'm friends with who's half Syrian tells me that there's this "Muslim smell" that Muslims seem to have. Made me laugh a lot cause I didn't know what he was talking about, and he was baffled that I wasn't aware "Really?! Common, you know. That Muslim smell! I can't explain it. Oh we don't have it though, don't worry
This is fairly common among groups and is probably mostly due to diet.
Well, personally I think Con planning staff actually have to take some responsibility. I've been to Anime North (Canada's largest anime convention) for the past 2 years and haven't had any problems with smelly people simply because everything is well spread out (and I made sure not to go into the DDR room), and no one is stepping over each other. It also helped that the convention took place in the Spring so it wasn't exactly hot yet. Compare this to my last experience at Fan Expo (Canada's largest nerd convention) in 2010, everything was packed together incredibly tightly and no one capped attendance. This was in August as well, so people were going to sweat in a room where everyone is shoulder to shoulder with each other.
I want to know what Muslims smell like!!! Is it because we don't eat pork??? Hahahaha
Dead Prince
Banned
come here and let me have a taste of that scent of yours and i'll tell you.
EDIT: FML x 2. this is the second time today i end up on top of a thread lol
CHEEZMO
Obsidian fan
Me too.
Muslim smell is daft. He probably meant something like Arabic perfume.
echoshifting
Banned
Yeah, I lived in Hawaii for a few years as a kid and it's very obvious in an area with a wide variety of ethnicities...especially a bunch of kids who run around on the beach all summer and have to be wrestled into a bath! XD The diet thing is interesting, I hadn't heard that before. Makes sense.
ClassyPenguin
Banned
Zomba13
Member
Anyone ever hear of body odors pertaining to a group of people? This kid that I'm friends with who's half Syrian tells me that there's this "Muslim smell" that Muslims seem to have. Made me laugh a lot cause I didn't know what he was talking about, and he was baffled that I wasn't aware "Really?! Common, you know. That Muslim smell! I can't explain it. Oh we don't have it though, don't worry
I kinda understand what he means. My Chinese friend smells kinda like Chinese food sometimes. Then again he does live above his mother/fathers Chinese restaurant and works in another in town so that might have something to do with it.
I'm not even sure if it's a body odour thing so much as it is taking on the odour of the household. People aren't used to the smell of middle eastern cooking.
For example, I had a friend in elementary school who was far from the only Chinese friend I had, but he was the only person who had a "smell". I went to his house once and his grandmother was stewing something vile, and it smelled exactly like that.
Dabookerman
Member
I think the smell he's referring to is some kind of fragrant, some sort of incense. Way to strong to be body odour.
Although after eating curry.. occasionally I can smell like curry.. or onions. It's weird. I don't eat curry often thankfully. I don't like the painful burning shits.
But it tastes so damn good!!!!
Although after eating curry.. occasionally I can smell like curry.. or onions. It's weird. I don't eat curry often thankfully. I don't like the painful burning shits.
But it tastes so damn good!!!!
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