Peppers
Harry Buschman
I opened my mouth wide as it would go. I put the depressor down flat on my tongue and looked in the mirror ... it looked bad. I opened the bathroom door a crack and shouted downstairs to Sheila, "Would you get Doctor Levy on the phone, dear?"
Doctor Levy took one look and said "Oh my, Leonard ... looks like the crater of a volcano!
"Feels like one too, Dac."
"It looks to me like chili peppers, Leonard ... where'd you have lunch yesterday?"
"A place called Fishwada House. It's downtown, right around the corner from my office."
"They been in business long, Leonard?"
"Well, no. Just last week as a matter of fact. Couple of fellows in the office said I should try it."
"Friends of yours, Leonard?"
"Colleagues, you know ... fellow workers and such."
"It's one way to get rid of the competition I suppose."
