Yeah uh, Hi! My name's Matt and I'm a.... oh wait. WRONG ROOM.
Well eh, ahem! Four score and "7" Beers ago... nope. Wrong speech.
Okay.
Lemme try this from scratch!
My name is Matt. I am into flavor. I am into heat. I am into organic growing practices and I just happen to have gotten my dirty little hands on a handful of GREAT genetics from the Finest of the chile(chili, chilli, chilee) world.
I am not a die-hard out to make youtube video's of Taste Challenges where people sit and watch the excruciating aftermath of any number college dorm idiots out to make pledge initiations and hurt themselves nor am I out to impress anyone on any level. I don't have to.
Truth be told: I happen to have a very unique form of Epilepsy that I kick-the-lily-ass-of everyday... with the consumption of capsaicin.
In fact, I believe, that chile's and peppers have not only changed but actually "saved" my Life.
Now don't go thinking that I'm one of those flop-like-a-fish on the floor, Grande-Mal types. I'm not. I've got the one that everybody wants! The one that goes straight down to the cerebral cortex allowing me to utilize "both" hemispheres of the brain whereas the majority of the world only utilize one half.
I'm no-one special... nor am I... S-P-E-C-I-A-L.
I'm the one who drove all of your happy-asses to skool with your helmets so tightly strapped to your clenched-jaw noggins!
Only problem posed here is that I make $120K a year and my Goddess-half makes in the vicinity of $260.
Now, employment issues aside: I look forward to hearing from each and every last one of you. Why? Because I have a medical condition that can take these very words from my breath at any given time.
Life is too short, people.
Let's enjoy what we have. Let's grow some shit! Let us revel in this passion for which we will no longer have once we have gone... For... WE ONLY ACT AS FERTILIZER TO EACH OTHERS CHILE'S in the end!
Well eh, ahem! Four score and "7" Beers ago... nope. Wrong speech.
Okay.
Lemme try this from scratch!
My name is Matt. I am into flavor. I am into heat. I am into organic growing practices and I just happen to have gotten my dirty little hands on a handful of GREAT genetics from the Finest of the chile(chili, chilli, chilee) world.
I am not a die-hard out to make youtube video's of Taste Challenges where people sit and watch the excruciating aftermath of any number college dorm idiots out to make pledge initiations and hurt themselves nor am I out to impress anyone on any level. I don't have to.
Truth be told: I happen to have a very unique form of Epilepsy that I kick-the-lily-ass-of everyday... with the consumption of capsaicin.
In fact, I believe, that chile's and peppers have not only changed but actually "saved" my Life.
Now don't go thinking that I'm one of those flop-like-a-fish on the floor, Grande-Mal types. I'm not. I've got the one that everybody wants! The one that goes straight down to the cerebral cortex allowing me to utilize "both" hemispheres of the brain whereas the majority of the world only utilize one half.
I'm no-one special... nor am I... S-P-E-C-I-A-L.
I'm the one who drove all of your happy-asses to skool with your helmets so tightly strapped to your clenched-jaw noggins!
Only problem posed here is that I make $120K a year and my Goddess-half makes in the vicinity of $260.
Now, employment issues aside: I look forward to hearing from each and every last one of you. Why? Because I have a medical condition that can take these very words from my breath at any given time.
Life is too short, people.
Let's enjoy what we have. Let's grow some shit! Let us revel in this passion for which we will no longer have once we have gone... For... WE ONLY ACT AS FERTILIZER TO EACH OTHERS CHILE'S in the end!
