The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Up In Smoke

All my life I have heard the phase,
up in smoke.
Boy did I find out what that meant,
the day I ate the hot peppers.
My poor mouth was on fire,
it went up in smoke.
Date Written: 1/5/2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Proxenos Avatar
January 8, 2022 at 10:21 PM
An enjoyable write my friend sure you didn't think of anything else more than your mouth being on fire at that moment. May God bless your New Year and the lives of your wonderful family. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Goldsmith Avatar
January 9, 2022 at 7:03 AM
Thanks for writing. Glad you enjoyed this fun/cute write. Have a blessed day and New Year writing away with hugs.............................
Skelly Avatar
January 7, 2022 at 1:51 AM
This is an enjoyable contest, Hot peppers I stay away from. Sorry you went up in smoke...Delice
Goldsmith Avatar
January 7, 2022 at 8:50 AM
Thanks for writing. Glad you enjoyed this write. Have a blessed day.......................
George Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 8:17 PM
Ha... ha.. ! This is funny ! We Indians are quite used to spicy stuff. Hot peppers can never land us in difficulty ! Sorry, I feel you haven't rightly understood the phrase !
Goldsmith Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 9:22 AM
Thanks for writing. Glad you like this funny write. I love to make people laugh. There are hot peppers and then there are hot peppers. I am OK with some heat. Have a blessed day.......................
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