“I n t e r e s t i n g . . .” I say, as I slowly sip out of the mug. My hot chocolate is starting to cool off but I still burn my lip. I wish to hear OP elaborate on this story, but I have already gotten ready to enter the gates of hell. The hot chocolate spills into my mouths and burns through my stomach and into my dick. My dick is now burnt off. Goodbye world.