Tandoori Knight
Tandoori nights was a name of a indian sitcom about an indian family settled in london. But the reason why i have chosen this as a title is completely different story. It takes balls to eat half a tandoori chicken and 1 full chilly chicken coupled with a chicken soup. PETA can sue me for the chicken genocide. I wont mind because i have been to heaven after eating so much of chicken. The way tandoori chicken melted in my mouth- oh boy just reminiscing about it is giving me a hard on. Boy that feeling is so orgasmic. I had multiple orgasms one after the another. Tandoori chicken can give viagra manufacturers a run for their money. My god, i am still feeling the after orgasm bliss. If somebody comes through that door wanting to shoot me i will have just two words for him "Kill Me!!". I am totally overwhelmed by the dedication of the chef and the chicken who are solely responsible for the blessings that my intestines are showering on me. I feel like i am on cloud no.9 surrounded by plates full of tandoori chicken. I was gloating like anything. Then that hot receptionist gave me a smile. My face was red due to my happiness of eating such a wonderful of piece of chicken. She thought i was going to explode. She was on the verge of asking me whether i was alright.
Boy to top it up with the punjabi way of finishing the meal, i had some "meetha sheetha". Two pieces of ras malai and 4 pieces of kaala gulab jamuns. Baaaahleeeve me it was orgasmic. I had another session of multiple orgasms.
Pheww!!...i am tired now.
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