The Blowout

This is why I won't try Tai food.



Can you imagine the size of that hole with fuel behind it? Lordy.

These pants actually survived more than a decade before the blowout. Such sturdy pants can only be made of one thing: Barbed wire, crocodile tears and tar.

This apparently happened on the same day that I ate lunch with Scruffy last week. Next time, less jalapeños.

My pants cannot contain me!