I dumped scalding hot soup on my foot last night. The pain was phenomenal. I've never felt anything like it. And it was exacerbated by the fact that I had my sock on. The sock held the boiling liquid in place, melting my foot as a I screamed and fought to tug it off. Now my foot is bright red and has some bubbles forming. I don't know how I'm going to wear a shoe today. I considered asking to work from home, but I don't think they'll believe me.
I have decided I would not choose death by fire. Thank you very much, Mr. Frost, but you can keep that. Although, given the very small taste I got of it, I feel fairly certain that anything more would just shut down your brain completely.
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