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Tara’s Trainwrecks 

Tara’s Trainwreck’s is a group chat on Twitter we are all a family. We bully each other for fun but we have our soft moments and our sad moments. We always manage to keep the group chat strong no matter what type of situation we get into.

P.s. We block each other and we fight all for fun of course. We are definitely chaotic.
Group 1: Hey have you heard of Tara’s Trainwrecks?

Group 2: Yeah! They’re a group chat on twitter! They seem very funny and all like a close family!
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Tikka Paneer Trainwreck 

Tikka Paneer Trainwreck
(noun)

The dirtiest manoeuvre ever conceived, banned in five boroughs and three gurdwaras. Begins in a Slough bedsit when Amrit microwaves a tray of Tesco’s Tikka Paneer Ready Meal till it’s bubbling like lava, then pours the scalding curry straight down Jatinder’s crack. Meanwhile, Lovepreet’s got a naan wrapped round his cock like a condom, railing him so hard the curry splashes onto the walls like Jackson Pollock.

Parmjit’s on the side, scooping the paneer cubes out with two fingers and shoving them into Harinder’s mouth, who’s gagging but chewing like it’s communion. Halfway through, Jaspreet pukes into the curry tray from the smell — only for Daljit to stir it back in and keep going, chanting “extra sauce, bruv.”

By the end, the room looks like a tandoori war crime — orange splatters everywhere, someone’s foreskin fused to a naan, and the stench of tikka, ass, and trauma seeping into the carpets.
Example in a sentence:
“Bro, I thought they were just heating up dinner — walked in on a full Tikka Paneer Trainwreck, Harinder gagging on curry cubes while Lovepreet fucked him with a naan sheath.”