Flames from the lips may be produced by holding in the mouth a sponge saturated with the purest gasoline.
– Harry Houdini
Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them has lost its young.
Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.
Your neck is like the tower of David, built in rows of stone; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that graze among the lilies. – The Bible
Natto, Japanese ferment bean paste, will never cross my lips again. Spam Musubi, on the other hand, is something I love. I used to have a roommate of Vietnamese descent, and he would eat it all the time. It looked gross, but I finally had it – wrapped in seaweed and rice – it was terrific.
– Adam Richman