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.
222,802 people are too chicken shit to take the hot sauce challenge.
© 2004 by Maddox