no matter that you have a cast iron stomach and a tongue and throat lined with asbestos, i do not. and no matter that *you* reached for the hot sauce after tasting the food that i told you i could not eat?
that does not mean that *I* can eat that food. thirty minutes later, my mouth is still burning, and i'm likely to be up a great deal of the night in gut pain. do not be surprised if i am made grumpy by this fact.
not so much love on this subject,
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