So, you've burnt your tongue. Maybe you ate some microwaved product too fast. Maybe you were walking on a bed of coals and you fell, but your hands were tied, so all you could do was fling out your tongue with wild abandon in hopes of protecting the rest of your body. Maybe you were attacked by one of the infamous Sense Death biker gang, whose modus operandi is the crippling of the senses of those who offend them.
Maybe you just didn't want the bees to sting your tongue. Completely reasonable!
None of this matters. In the end, your tongue is burnt, and you've no idea what to do. Wonder no more, dear readers. I am here to solve all of your problems. You're welcome.
