| Most horrifying curry experience on 19:00 - Mar 22 with 6829 views | Rs_Holy |
Yeh...I used to do that sort of thing when I was young too... I take it you were in your late teens??? [Post edited 23 Mar 2016 13:08]
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 19:19 - Mar 22 with 6778 views | BrianMcCarthy |
My first ever Balti was in Coventry after THAT game. Don't know what hurt more the following morning - my heart, my head from the Tiger beer or my poor ar$e from the flock of sparrows that had taken nest there. |  |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 19:38 - Mar 22 with 6732 views | stowmarketrange |
I went out for an Indian curry for the first time in years after the Ipswich game at Christmas.
When I get one from the supermarkets or make one myself with a jar of sauce,I normally have a Jal Frezi,so I thought I'd be used to the heat.How wrong was I?
I could only just eat it and I suffered for it the following day. |  | | |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 21:06 - Mar 22 with 6572 views | DWQPR |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 19:38 - Mar 22 by stowmarketrange |
I went out for an Indian curry for the first time in years after the Ipswich game at Christmas.
When I get one from the supermarkets or make one myself with a jar of sauce,I normally have a Jal Frezi,so I thought I'd be used to the heat.How wrong was I?
I could only just eat it and I suffered for it the following day. |
Used to do vindaloo in my yoof but I cannot pass on a lamb madras with a mushroom bhaji, a plain naan to mop the sauce up with and washed down with a nice cold bottle of Bhangla Beer. Much better than Cobra or Kingfisher. |  |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 00:57 - Mar 23 with 6409 views | bob566 |
Sorry to brag but my spice levels are excellent. Phal is excellent. Local Mexican does a naga sauce. First I could only manage a drop of the stuff. Now I finish the whole tub. | | | |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 01:16 - Mar 23 with 6397 views | Boston |
Nine pints of Guinness and a vindaloo....truly the ring of fire. | |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 04:05 - Mar 23 with 6354 views | timcocking |
I bet it was not as spicy as a spicy Thai dish! (You can't get them in England - that isn't Thai food) |  | | |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 08:24 - Mar 23 with 6217 views | RickyDicky |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 01:16 - Mar 23 by Boston |
Nine pints of Guinness and a vindaloo....truly the ring of fire. |
Add a couple of bags of peanuts to that !
You'll bend down to do your shoelaces up and pebbledash 3 houses ! |  |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 08:54 - Mar 23 with 6170 views | Mick_S |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 09:14 - Mar 23 with 6141 views | DevonWhite |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 04:05 - Mar 23 by timcocking |
I bet it was not as spicy as a spicy Thai dish! (You can't get them in England - that isn't Thai food) |
You can actually - try The Heron in Paddington. | | | |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:09 - Mar 23 with 6072 views | paulparker |
ok a few years back for mine and Missus P's anniversary I took her to the 02 to see the Pet shop boys in concert (don't ask)
prior to the event I had been under the weather with a touch of man flu, anyway off we went for a day in London and we had a couple of beers and all was well ,
what do you fancy to eat I asked , well after a few we decided on a ruby , we stopped off at the golden oven and I had a lamb madras, it was great, we then got the tube to the 02
on the way my stomach had cramped up big time and I doubled up in pain , I gave the mrs the look of stop the fcuking train , I made it to our stop , just , but I couldn't hold it any longer , I got on the platform and sh1t myself violently , as luck would have it a guard saw my state and took me upstairs to the staff toilets where I shit myself again ,
I had nothing to clean myself up with but a tissue,
by this stage I was in blind panic and the guard was knocking on the bog door to see if I was ok , yes I replied , wont be a minute ,
I tossed my sh1tty pants to one side and wobbled out , Mrs P was doing her nut by this stage , telling me I was cnt for having a madras and 6 pints and that she was going to miss her concert , don't worry I said i'l be fine
we got into the 02 with my soiled jeans crusting up at the back , for 3 hours I had to stand there , people would come around us but would quickly leave as the smell was horrific, to make matters worse I developed a sort of nappy rash and still had the journey home to make , minus my pants of course
never again have I had a madras |  |
| And Bowles is onside, Swinburne has come rushing out of his goal , what can Bowles do here , onto the left foot no, on to the right foot
That’s there that’s two, and that’s Bowles
Brian Moore
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:21 - Mar 23 with 6057 views | Mick_S |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:09 - Mar 23 by paulparker |
ok a few years back for mine and Missus P's anniversary I took her to the 02 to see the Pet shop boys in concert (don't ask)
prior to the event I had been under the weather with a touch of man flu, anyway off we went for a day in London and we had a couple of beers and all was well ,
what do you fancy to eat I asked , well after a few we decided on a ruby , we stopped off at the golden oven and I had a lamb madras, it was great, we then got the tube to the 02
on the way my stomach had cramped up big time and I doubled up in pain , I gave the mrs the look of stop the fcuking train , I made it to our stop , just , but I couldn't hold it any longer , I got on the platform and sh1t myself violently , as luck would have it a guard saw my state and took me upstairs to the staff toilets where I shit myself again ,
I had nothing to clean myself up with but a tissue,
by this stage I was in blind panic and the guard was knocking on the bog door to see if I was ok , yes I replied , wont be a minute ,
I tossed my sh1tty pants to one side and wobbled out , Mrs P was doing her nut by this stage , telling me I was cnt for having a madras and 6 pints and that she was going to miss her concert , don't worry I said i'l be fine
we got into the 02 with my soiled jeans crusting up at the back , for 3 hours I had to stand there , people would come around us but would quickly leave as the smell was horrific, to make matters worse I developed a sort of nappy rash and still had the journey home to make , minus my pants of course
never again have I had a madras |
You win.
You must have thought, what have I done to deserve this? | |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:28 - Mar 23 with 6049 views | paulparker |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:21 - Mar 23 by Mick_S |
You win.
You must have thought, what have I done to deserve this? |
I know Mick , ever since then its always on my mind | |
| And Bowles is onside, Swinburne has come rushing out of his goal , what can Bowles do here , onto the left foot no, on to the right foot
That’s there that’s two, and that’s Bowles
Brian Moore
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:40 - Mar 23 with 6033 views | Bushman |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:09 - Mar 23 by paulparker |
ok a few years back for mine and Missus P's anniversary I took her to the 02 to see the Pet shop boys in concert (don't ask)
prior to the event I had been under the weather with a touch of man flu, anyway off we went for a day in London and we had a couple of beers and all was well ,
what do you fancy to eat I asked , well after a few we decided on a ruby , we stopped off at the golden oven and I had a lamb madras, it was great, we then got the tube to the 02
on the way my stomach had cramped up big time and I doubled up in pain , I gave the mrs the look of stop the fcuking train , I made it to our stop , just , but I couldn't hold it any longer , I got on the platform and sh1t myself violently , as luck would have it a guard saw my state and took me upstairs to the staff toilets where I shit myself again ,
I had nothing to clean myself up with but a tissue,
by this stage I was in blind panic and the guard was knocking on the bog door to see if I was ok , yes I replied , wont be a minute ,
I tossed my sh1tty pants to one side and wobbled out , Mrs P was doing her nut by this stage , telling me I was cnt for having a madras and 6 pints and that she was going to miss her concert , don't worry I said i'l be fine
we got into the 02 with my soiled jeans crusting up at the back , for 3 hours I had to stand there , people would come around us but would quickly leave as the smell was horrific, to make matters worse I developed a sort of nappy rash and still had the journey home to make , minus my pants of course
never again have I had a madras |
Just brilliant.......so funny |  |
| I know almost nothing about the Premier League even though I try to catch the big games every now and then at the end of the season. But I will say this, Queens Park Rangers is just a fukking sick ass team name. Just sounds so cool. |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:49 - Mar 23 with 6020 views | bob566 |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:09 - Mar 23 by paulparker |
ok a few years back for mine and Missus P's anniversary I took her to the 02 to see the Pet shop boys in concert (don't ask)
prior to the event I had been under the weather with a touch of man flu, anyway off we went for a day in London and we had a couple of beers and all was well ,
what do you fancy to eat I asked , well after a few we decided on a ruby , we stopped off at the golden oven and I had a lamb madras, it was great, we then got the tube to the 02
on the way my stomach had cramped up big time and I doubled up in pain , I gave the mrs the look of stop the fcuking train , I made it to our stop , just , but I couldn't hold it any longer , I got on the platform and sh1t myself violently , as luck would have it a guard saw my state and took me upstairs to the staff toilets where I shit myself again ,
I had nothing to clean myself up with but a tissue,
by this stage I was in blind panic and the guard was knocking on the bog door to see if I was ok , yes I replied , wont be a minute ,
I tossed my sh1tty pants to one side and wobbled out , Mrs P was doing her nut by this stage , telling me I was cnt for having a madras and 6 pints and that she was going to miss her concert , don't worry I said i'l be fine
we got into the 02 with my soiled jeans crusting up at the back , for 3 hours I had to stand there , people would come around us but would quickly leave as the smell was horrific, to make matters worse I developed a sort of nappy rash and still had the journey home to make , minus my pants of course
never again have I had a madras |
there's love for you if ever you wanted to see it.
the man s**t himself and still pulled his ass to a three hour pet shop boys gig.
West end girls hey! | | | |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:15 - Mar 23 with 5980 views | paulparker |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 10:49 - Mar 23 by bob566 |
there's love for you if ever you wanted to see it.
the man s**t himself and still pulled his ass to a three hour pet shop boys gig.
West end girls hey! |
its called duty I think
the worse part was walking through the 02 with soiled jeans , looking for any merchandise store which in my mind would be selling pet shop boys tracksuits,
sadly no such thing existed and I had to stand there while people would stand around me and then move off, made worse by the fact that some young lady actually made conversation with me about the smell unknowing that she was standing next to the culprit ,
not one of my best days | |
| And Bowles is onside, Swinburne has come rushing out of his goal , what can Bowles do here , onto the left foot no, on to the right foot
That’s there that’s two, and that’s Bowles
Brian Moore
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:21 - Mar 23 with 5968 views | Tonto |
any curry is horrifying... I like spicy I just don't do Indian.
My mother used to make bloody weird curries, sometimes involving dried fruit. put me off them for life. |  |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:26 - Mar 23 with 5956 views | Mick_S |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:15 - Mar 23 by paulparker |
its called duty I think
the worse part was walking through the 02 with soiled jeans , looking for any merchandise store which in my mind would be selling pet shop boys tracksuits,
sadly no such thing existed and I had to stand there while people would stand around me and then move off, made worse by the fact that some young lady actually made conversation with me about the smell unknowing that she was standing next to the culprit ,
not one of my best days |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:28 - Mar 23 with 5953 views | BazzaInTheLoft |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:21 - Mar 23 by Tonto |
any curry is horrifying... I like spicy I just don't do Indian.
My mother used to make bloody weird curries, sometimes involving dried fruit. put me off them for life. |
Raisins in curry is a sin that cannot be forgiven. |  | | |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:35 - Mar 23 with 5936 views | stowmarketrange |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:15 - Mar 23 by paulparker |
its called duty I think
the worse part was walking through the 02 with soiled jeans , looking for any merchandise store which in my mind would be selling pet shop boys tracksuits,
sadly no such thing existed and I had to stand there while people would stand around me and then move off, made worse by the fact that some young lady actually made conversation with me about the smell unknowing that she was standing next to the culprit ,
not one of my best days |
It would've been worse if you had to sit down for 3 hours in a crowded row.
Mind you,what could be worse than watching the pet shop tw-ts? | | | |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 12:00 - Mar 23 with 5873 views | LongsufferingR |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 11:28 - Mar 23 by BazzaInTheLoft |
Raisins in curry is a sin that cannot be forgiven. |
With you all the way on that. In fact fruit should be nowhere near meat under any circumstances.
Fruit - lovely
Meat - lovely
Fruit & meat together - beyond human comprehension |  | | |
| Most horrifying curry experience on 12:03 - Mar 23 with 5862 views | Mick_S |
"Are you the ambulance?"   | |
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| Most horrifying curry experience on 12:14 - Mar 23 with 5837 views | Northernr |
Not curry, but I'm going to tell you anyway...
So one of the more selfish members of the LFW travelling fraternity decided a couple of years ago to get married in Mexico on the day we were losing 2-0 at Everton, so we all had to decamp across the world to a private beach resort near Cancun and sit around in the sun all week drinking the free beer they gave us rather than going to Goodison Park. Still haven't forgiven her.
Anyway it's all inclusive this place, and fcking miles and miles and miles from anywhere else so, rather foolishly, I assumed that the usual issues you have in places like Mexico with upset stomachs and whatever wouldn't apply. Don't drink the tap water and you'll be fine, seemed to be the general consensus from the big flouncy gay who did the speech at the front of the coach as we arrived.
First night, we're sitting round the pool, there's a barbecue on, there's a buffet on, there's free beer, we're having a lovely old time. Stayed up until about 2 or 3, picking away at the food, drinking the beer, playing pool, not a minute's trouble. Retired to my sleeping quarters that night and didn't think anything more of it.
Morning rolls round, sun comes streaming in through the window, breeze blowing in off the sea, everything is calm and well. I walk through from the bed to my open plan bathroom and shower area, like a wet room (well it was a couple of minutes later anyway), and start brushing my teeth to get rid of that beer/food/hangover taste we've all experienced I'm sure. And I'm standing there, brushing my teeth, contemplating the day ahead and just how little I'm going to do with it when I - as I do quite frequently at home in such situations, previously without incident - decided to let a small fart go that had obviously built up and been loitering there while I'd been asleep.
When I say all hell broke loose, it doesn't quite do justice to the carnage that unfolded behind me across the floor, three quarters of the way up the wall, and all over the back of my legs and feet. It lasted for fcking ages. I honestly thought I was dead, that I was simply going to empty and they'd find my just a pile of folded skin surrounded by the horror.
Devastatingly, this continued for the rest of the holiday and I barely made it out of the room again. The free beer I did manage all tasted the same - like illness. Everything tasted like that. Every time I made a sudden movement, unclenched my ars cheeks, stopped concentrating - off we went again with the fcking recreation of the battle of the somme pouring out of me. Lost more than a stone that week.
Fcking mexicans. Not rushing back there again. |  | | |
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