We just arranged a bachelors party and filmed the groom to be eating wings with different sauces. We filmed it full Hot Ones style. Well, he is a chili head and survived all the sauces easily while answering questions. But me in the other hand. I died, went through hell and was reincarnated yesterday after eating a chicken wing dipped in Da Bomb.
It hits so hard and I don’t know why. I drank a carton of sourmilk, ate two limes and basically lived underwater for an hour before I was able to function. And then I went sauna and it felt like my face was melting.
I learned I am a baby mouth and should stick to mild sauces. My journey to the world of hot sauces stops at habanero. But I feel no regret, I am alive.
by Oathstuff