Feel the Burn
Posted: Apr 10th, '07, 01:16
Ok, so I can't think it possible that many of you drinkers of the sinensis can honestly admit that you have never done what I am about to profess happened to me a few minutes ago and I'm hoping to hear some interesting stories and see just hope common and frequent this little "mishap" occurs.
And now with the event...
About 10 minutes ago, while Idlely sitting at my desk finishing a new blog on the old myspace (i know, it's a secret pleasure for me) I craved, as i so often do, a warm cup of delicious Dragon Well. So I got my lazy arse up and I did my thing, boiled the water, steeped the leaves and all that jazz and then returned to my room with my cup of steaming liquid jade in hand.
However, about five minutes later, while reading a humerous response to my blog I was left a smirk that evolved into a chuckle, which in turn took a change into a hearty laugh...this laugh seemed to be my achilies tendon.
Within a matter of moments I had lost control, and steaming Dragon Well burnt everythring from my navel down to my knees.
I did a little dance as i lost my pants and shirt to get the clinging, burning articles of clothing off my skin and as I rushed for the aloe vera (a saint of an herb if there ever was one).
and now I ask you, after telling my tale, how often, and in what horribly interesting ways have you all (my tea drinking brethren) burnt thy selves?
And now with the event...
About 10 minutes ago, while Idlely sitting at my desk finishing a new blog on the old myspace (i know, it's a secret pleasure for me) I craved, as i so often do, a warm cup of delicious Dragon Well. So I got my lazy arse up and I did my thing, boiled the water, steeped the leaves and all that jazz and then returned to my room with my cup of steaming liquid jade in hand.
However, about five minutes later, while reading a humerous response to my blog I was left a smirk that evolved into a chuckle, which in turn took a change into a hearty laugh...this laugh seemed to be my achilies tendon.
Within a matter of moments I had lost control, and steaming Dragon Well burnt everythring from my navel down to my knees.
I did a little dance as i lost my pants and shirt to get the clinging, burning articles of clothing off my skin and as I rushed for the aloe vera (a saint of an herb if there ever was one).
and now I ask you, after telling my tale, how often, and in what horribly interesting ways have you all (my tea drinking brethren) burnt thy selves?