Wall of Flame

On Tuesday we went to Pluckers with a bunch of people of my tennis class. It was Steffen's idea to defeat 25 of the fire hot wings to get a picture on "the wall of flame". Surprinsingly there was no wait as we showed up around 9 pm. The waiter was already amazed when taking our order. He answered the question whether he had ever done it or not with: "Of course not, I like my mouth." The first wings went down quiet easy, but after a while more and more ranch and ice tea was necessary to "lindern" the furious hot taste. Everyone else had finshed as we just reached half time while sweating all over the face. Sinnce Steffen had the lead through the first ten he fell behind and was done with 9 wing left. However, he was lucky that there was no more film for camera as otherwise his picture would have been posted at "the wall of shame". The last 5 to 7 wings are just so hard to eat. Not only cuz they are tremendously hot, you are just getting full at one point. Anyways, a little while later I was done. Of course I was happy that I made it but mainly because I now know I have never to try it again. What a relieve. So Steffen, for your next try you gotta a find someone else :-) Full as hell and ready to kill some buckets of beer we all went next door to Cain & Abels.