Noting all the brand new stories from today that were arrayed in front of him, he liked the buffet of content
Except there just wasn’t anything spicy enough to be worth the headline.
What he needed was sizzle, but all he had in front of him was steak.
So he carved everything up to bite sized pieces so at least they had to come back for more.
Cuisine so fine that that it demanded to be taken out for a dinner date
He showered her with flavors that were tart, sweet, salty, and spicy
Everything balanced to a perfection, a true masterpiece of culinary art
Food may be temporally empheneral, but the memories of that meal will be eternal
Spewing swearwords at his partner
A lively discussion deteriorated into a verbal brawl
Leaving their relationship listless on the brackish waters of their tears
To think how fast something so spicy had lost all flavor
Yet it now left a sour taste in his mouth
She was so hot just sitting there
Piquant personality bubbling out of her
It made his head sweat just thinking of talking to her
Could he handle the heat?
Yet he knew he couldn’t resist the burn
Death, or at least ritualistic suicide, faced Cheryl
Ashton loved his spicy food, and Cheryl had said she would match him
Now she was looking at that pizza slice
Green islands of death floated on gooey cheese
Even the gasses escaping the weapon of taste bud destruction hurt her eyes
Reaching for the hot sauce, Ashton added a healthy dose, smiled, and took a bite