Hi everyone, I'm back to blogging, but I am moving to this site: That's me at a hot wings competition. The winner could not touch any water, bleu cheese, milk, or bread that was placed right before us. I tied for first. When it ended, he grabbed the water. Then I demurred, not needing to go for the sudden death. I didn't have to win. I found that I was full before I was in pain.
But I'm never doing it again. If I do, I'm not drinking any beer.
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