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Dafremen Let's hear it all of you pickled pepper addicts. The raw fish and wasabe crowd has had their chance. Now let's hear it for some TRULY tasty fair! Let's hear your thoughts on the mighty jalapeño:

Oh jalapeño, you cannot know
The flame you wrench from my bunghole
The searing scarring puckering
That emanates from there
The trickling of drool to chin
The pickling my stool is in
From sampling your fare

Shed not a tear for the jalapeño
It's crunch is not quite lost
Mourn not quite yet
It's loss nor regret
The throat down which it was tossed

Shed not a tear for the jalapeño
It's favors do not pretend
In tacos, in beers
Through screams and through tears
It shows all who's boss in the end.
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green bay fudge packers such foul language
dont you mean 'b*nghole'
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Dafremen no..not at all..tis a BUNGhole

Brrrr...is it getting chile in here?
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jdc how can peple eat these things?
hey, i think id like to eat some pain please. can you please pass the pain
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Dafremen Ahhh, but it is not the pain that keeps us coming back, lad (lass?) Tis the rush of endorphins that follow the pain that hooks us and keeps us.

Yes, the mighty jalapenyo is a drug in chile form!

Now the habanero is pain...pure pain, masochism grown in God's own garden.
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