The Puking Gentleman
I was given a bottle of dave's insanity sauce and, as it says on the bottle, it was insanely hot chilli sauce. We used to dare each other to taste the tiniest of amounts which would turn your mouth into a flaming mess. I can't describe to you how hot it was, if you've tried it you know, if you haven't you couldn't possibly know. At best, I guess it's like drinking the piss from satan's cock.
Whenever we had a new guest we'd test them. It's a man thing. Most men take a tiny dribble and weep for hours, not Mr X (name witheld) he could eat immensely hot food, he really could but he wasn't ready for Insanity.
He placed a large blob, about the size of an old 50p, on the back of his hand a licked it. We stood there in awe as he took it like a man. We then returned to our drinking and smoking. Mr X left the room. Mr X did not return for a considerable time.
In between his exit and entrance (phnar) Mr X has queued patiently for the toilet, during his queuing the insanity struck and he puked a most foul brew all over our kitchen wall. It was apparently worse on the way back then on the way down, hmm burning chilli sick. He then, very politely cleaned up the mess, told us of his foolish ways and disappeared into the night a chastened man.
He was a lovely man that Mr X.
( spingers, Mon 11 Jan 2010, 16:03, Reply)