Today TheFoot went window shopping which gave me ample time to eat LUNCH alone. I had Indian curry rice (made with freshly crushed garlic, ginger, red chillies and coriander) and grilled tandoori chicken. Now you might be wondering why I mention freshly crushed spices: the reason being I don't go the route of buying curry powder which actually gives a different taste- I made my own curry. Also more importantly, you need these spices fresh if you want them to burn your toungue (which esentially is the taste).
I did the chicken myself with chopped serrano, paprika, white onion, garam masala, cayenne, yogurt and turmeric on a 4 1/2 pound chicken cut into 8 pieces.
I had to wash this meal down with about 2 cans of Coke pop. TheFoot returned somewhere around this time dragging my girlfriend with it whilst “damn it feels good to be a gangsta†by the Ghetto Boys blasting out of the car stereo. I haven't projected my film yet because I'm still at the mercy of TheFoot.
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I hit her with the hammer on top of the head. She made a lot of noise and kept on making noise, so I hit her again.