Tummy,then Dustbin

I heard,I ordered, picked the same, kept aside to do hungaroo attack on dinner time...........shit,shit.......oh shit,dumped to bin only because of the combo item,I crazily ordered. Ate up both potato stuffed parathas, but dumped the chilli cauliflower to bin. How I managed to eat the parathas by cleaning up my ways on the plate for chillis and onion flakes to complement the combo menu. Reversed the imagination counting of failed combo order. Such a fool to turn my digestive tummy into a wild cave to gulp anything! Yum to season my senses in P days went to vain. Drank a bottle of breezer,an only craze besides the yuck parcels. I crazily drove beyond my usual scooty speed limit to savour the food menus.......heard,imagined ,stored to lick them with saliva running from both the sides of framed teeth. Not at all a scoring flag. Saved as a reminder! Further,I'll repeat the eat with a twist...