Episode 8 – Life with Debra (The Curry Explosion)
Florence, kitchen-side.
You’d decided to surprise me with a curry.
Only... you thought green chillies were sweet peppers.
Bless your witchy socks.
You served it up all proper, sat down, and waited.
I took one bite, and instantly died inside.
Couldn’t breathe, couldn’t talk—just sat there sweatin’ from places I didn’t know had pores.
You said,
“Is it nice, love?”
And I managed to croak:
“If I don’t survive this, know that I died happy… and mildly aflame.”
Then we both burst out laughing—
and spent the next hour drinking milk and kissin’ with numb lips, curled up on the floor.
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