[ So good, she doesn't even mind scalding her tongue with hot battered onion, steam escaping from her mouth like a dragon blowing smoke as she talks with her mouth full. Who knows whether she can taste anything with her taste buds burnt off, but she grabs a swig of coke and it's right back to digging in, large dollops of dip on her pieces to cool them off a little.
This was a great idea.
Or at least, the first half of the blooming onion was.
She can barely feel her mouth by the second half, filled up with oil and dip and coke, and then the tacos come. She stares at them for a moment. And starts stuffing onion into her tacos, because they're So Much but they're still delicious and she will finish them even if it kills her. ]
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[ So good, she doesn't even mind scalding her tongue with hot battered onion, steam escaping from her mouth like a dragon blowing smoke as she talks with her mouth full. Who knows whether she can taste anything with her taste buds burnt off, but she grabs a swig of coke and it's right back to digging in, large dollops of dip on her pieces to cool them off a little.
This was a great idea.
Or at least, the first half of the blooming onion was.
She can barely feel her mouth by the second half, filled up with oil and dip and coke, and then the tacos come. She stares at them for a moment. And starts stuffing onion into her tacos, because they're So Much but they're still delicious and she will finish them even if it kills her. ]