Let the games begin
Round 1
After slowing down, Mad threatens to put Cackalacky on his.
The Winner
I can’t feel my face
52 wings later…
Look out captain, I think he’s gonna blow
Now its starting to burn
4 plates of wings covered in Defcon 1 are nothing to mess with. Had I known I would have to down 52 of those suckers, I would have not eaten 2 plates of Defcon 2 wings earlier in the day. It wasn’t the heat that got to me but the sheer volume of wings. At the end, I did steal Mad’s beer (you’re a good friend) to wash it all down and the last 3 wings immediately evacuated my system, but all is good now. I’m quite surprised my stomach isn’t more upset, although last night it did feel like I was about to give birth to one really pissed off chicken.