Never never NEVER ever eat something spicy, sour, and drink something cold together with it. Trust me. I learnt it the hard way. They just don't mix, and they are forever at war with each other. The Assam fish head and the cold soft drink I had yesterday evening was fighting a war in my stomach.

Assam: Hey you! Get out of KS's stomach! This space belongs to me!

Cold Soft Drink: No this space belongs to me! Go somewhere else you bugger!

Assam: Do not force me to bring out my weapons! You will regret!

Cold Soft Drink: I have my weapons too! Let's fight!

And thus, a fierce fight ensued. KS howled in pain and rolled over on the floor. The battleground became a messy tumble, and yet the battle continues. The wounded soldiers ended up as a messy heap of brownish discharge, and exits KS in a process commonly known as LS. Up till this morning, the battle was still ongoing. Ok shucks. Gotta run to the loo again. Cya later... and please remember my advice!