Never try to swallow a mouthfull of pills with a cup of freshly brewed coffee.
My tongue tastes medium rare. And I can never remember, the pieces of flesh hanging down–are they stalagmites or stalactites?
Painfully learned wisdom is best acquired second hand.
Ouch! It’s stalactites.
…mouthful of pills? What the..
Burning the tongue is almost as bad as zipping your manhood in your zipper.
tites – hang down and hang tight
mites – grow tall with all their might
or stalactites and stalagmites, c meaning cealing (stalactites) and g meaning ground (stalagmites)
Pieces of flesh hanging down? Must be stalactits.
Stalagtites – the bits of flesh hanging from the roof of your mouth after eating a handful of captain crunch with no milk…
Ahhh…those little roof-of-mouth skin blobs? I always called them “pizza burns” no matter what searing hot food or liquid cased the injury.
When a sharp food (not usually a liquid) creates the same effect, it is known in my house as “Dorito Shear”.
Suck on an ice cube ASAP.
I already learned this one first hand. If only I had spoken out sooner. Oh well.
-Jay