The Hot Sauce Challenge

I went to a Mexican restaurant the other night with a couple of friends. When the meal was finished, I saw a full bottle of hot sauce on the table and thought it would be a good idea to challenge my friend to drink a third of the bottle. The ante: $20. My friend was too yellow, and thus he wisely refused. I on the other hand lack better judgement, so I decided to show him how awesome and/or stupid I could be. What follows is the actual events as they happened:

This was the bottle we chose to use (habanero pepper sauce). The challenge was to empty the bottle down to slightly above where my first finger was gripping the label:

A thoughtful pause to ponder the quickest route to the bathroom:

I poured the sauce into a used salsa cup with a bit of salsa left over, so it was a bit spicier than it might have been if it were just the sauce. Here I am sniffing the vinegar waft from my impending test of sheer manliness. This is the point of no return... "should I drink it?":

"Fuck it," and with that, I began to chug:

It wasn't bad at first, tasted kind of good. Money in the bank, suckers! Hell, I even made sure to got every last drop:

After the initial chug, I started to feel my mouth being ruined... permanently. I could taste my fillings; it was awesome. Alas, the agony of defeat:

Inspecting to see what, if anything, I had left behind. Only my dignity, thankfully nothing important:

Wiping the drool and the remnants of my shit being ruined, contemplating becoming bulimic:

Winning never felt so bad:

That concludes the great hot sauce challenge. Lessons learned: none. The meal was free however, the $20 covered my share plus tip. I rule.

222,661 people are too chicken shit to take the hot sauce challenge.

maddox@xmission.com

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