Shawarma

Just got home from a long day of work offfffff and so hungry craving for that foul smelling delicacy of the Middle East so called SHAWARMA. Had to find a taxi and its so hard to commute at this time as everybody is going home. But I got there, nothing can stop me of my only hope tonight and how I long for that tasty and voluptuous shawarma Ohh don’t forget the sauce.

The pride of Road Side Shop… SHAWARMA

I wonder what it tastes or feels like to kiss a man who just ate Shawarma. I mean kiss right away, just after his last bite... no chewing gum, candy whatsoever. It wouldn't really matter if it's the man you really love... It's like kissing your men when he wakes up in the morning (re: her last meal-garlic steak) and he hasn't performed his morning rituals yet... that's the real fresh French kiss... without the fluoride.

When you love someone, you accept him and love him for everything that he is. He might have tons of onions and garlic with him that stings your eyes and make you cry. But you'll take and have him because you'll still love him for whom and what he is and what he might become.

All meat, sizzling, without the cucumber, cut the onions, no garlic sauce, with garlic sauce, more garlic sauce and chilly sauce.