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Hot Chili Pepper Dance

These spicy banana peppers are hotter than hot. My annoyed esophagus yells “Not! Not! Not! Not! Not! Not!” They dance around and down my gullet from the crockpot. Temperature there is turned up to about a thousand watt. Some weird stranger asks me, “Is this what you brought?” Jalapeno and banana peppers tangled in a dancing knot? My overeager tummy is yelping and screaming a lot. Acid reflex at my age is almost nightly fought!

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Date: 5/2/2022 12:19:00 PM
That’s quite the dance! Like Milton says Omeprazole and a side of low fat milk.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/3/2022 1:19:00 PM
I have to admit I like the hottest foods! Crazy at my age, and yet....
Date: 5/1/2022 8:18:00 PM
Break out the omprezole! The older I get, the less tolerance I have for the heat.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/2/2022 3:46:00 AM
I love this stuff though!

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