I decided to give y'all a little inspirational story.
Last night we went to Tuscaloosa to show the kids where they needed to go for their golf camp at the University of Alabama. We also spent 3 or 4 hours on lake Tuscaloosa ridin tubes and wake boards. Well after all this excitement, I'd dine werked up an appetite so I made the call that we'd eat at Buffalo Wild Wings. Upon enterin the restaurant my boys tried to belittle me in front of Thierry girlfriends and they momma. Told me I couldn't do the Blazin Challenge. That is to eat 12 of their hottest wangs in 6 minutes or less. So with my mancard on the line, I stepped up to the plate. Told the waitress to brang em on. Heck, if I completed it, I would get a really cool tee shirt and my pic on the wall of fame. The results were 12 wings in 3 minutes and 9 seconds.




As you can see, I got the shirt. Here's the bad news. I'm a purty good sized boy and take an XX large. They only had X large. Bummer. But it gets better. They had no film fer their Polaroid camera, so I ain't got my purty face on the wall of fame. But wait it gets better. Last night I had no thoughts of the repercussion this challenge would cause. I normally handle hot stuff with no problem. And last night was no exception. But holy blue paper towel moments. The nightmare has just began. Luckily for me, we are prepared around here since I stays with a farmacist.

Whew. I can now sit with ease.