Sriracha, you are a delicious blessing flavored with the incandescent glow of a thousand dying suns. You make tasty firestorm in my mouth. I love you. 
http://theoatmeal.com/comics/sriracha
This is Sriracha Burn.
It'll hurt more than you've ever been burned.
Without Pain, Without Sacrifice, we would have nothing.
Stay with it.
This is your pain.
It's right here.
What you're feeling is premature enlightenment.
It's only after you've lost everything that we are free to do anything.
Sriracha, I love you.
http://theoatmeal.com/comics/sriracha
This is Sriracha Burn.
It'll hurt more than you've ever been burned.
Without Pain, Without Sacrifice, we would have nothing.
Stay with it.
This is your pain.
It's right here.
What you're feeling is premature enlightenment.
It's only after you've lost everything that we are free to do anything.
Sriracha, I love you.
