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Ghost Peppers

There are just some moments in your marriage that make you bust out laughing.  Like truly fall out on the floor laughing.  Tonight we shared one of those moments.

Friday, Porch & I were out grocery shopping and he found a new type of salsa made by his favorite brand, Mrs. Renfro's.  Personally, I'm not a masochist, but we all know Porch is so we bought it:  Ghost Pepper Salsa.

Last night, we were talking about whatever and he randomly starts talking about how wouldn't it be fun for me to video his reaction to said salsa?   I shrugged and decided I would likely have nothing better to do.

Cue tonight.  We were due to be at a wedding but I was not feeling very well and the heat was kicking my ass.  So we stuck close to home and I took advantage of a cat nap.  Sad, but true.  It's like a thousand degrees here today & while we're kicking it on the couch in front of the fan, watching Parks & Rec on Netflix (we live a pretty classy life), Porch announces, "I think I'm ready to try my salsa now."

I sprint down the hall to get my Flip! video camera.  Wouldn't want you guys to miss this one...

You're welcome in advance.
Also, we probably need to get out more.
Or drink more water or something.  The heat makes people crazy.

Update:  the video I posted was too big I think.  So I made you this amazing video with the Flip software -- enjoy.



The video is actually 10 minutes long.  If you ever want to see the entire thing (we know you don't), we can certainly share that gem with you.



Notice:  We were in no way compensated for posting about Mrs. Renfro's, Netflix, or Parks & Rec, or my Flip camera. It was just a normal Saturday evening at Casa de Los Porchs. But if we had been, that'd be pretty sweet (and a little less depressing, right?).


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  1. AnonymousJune 17, 2012 at 12:05 PM

    That was great. I truly enjoyed it. :D

    ~Christi

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