They call me the boyscout. 'Cause I'm always prepared.Samaras wrote:Ché Guayaba wrote:I went to the corner market earlier today and bought the regular everyday stuff.
While walking back home I opened the cookie packets and ate a couple of cookies and then put them back in the bag and tied a tight knot on the bag. When I got home I tried to open the bag but because I put a boyscout knot on that thing I couldn't open it. Just ripped a small hole through the bag and tried to squeeze the things out of it. While trying to to squeeze out a bag of dried chilé peppers(the actual hot kind not the big sweet kind)I accidentally ripped open the bag of peppers. I cleaned everything up and put everything in it's place and that was that.
However, right now I just went into the kitchen and took out a few cookies. Ate one and to my surprise my cookies were hot, as in spicy.
I think some of the dried chile pepper residue got into the opened bag of cookies and now I have spicy chocolate cookies.
I know it's a "cool story bro" type of anecdote but I thought it was funny how things transpired.
I love how you took preventative measures against anyone saying cool story bro.
And because of that other thing.