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Blazin' Challenge Accepted

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There you have it folks. As if I need another shirt to inform the world that I make poor decisions when it comes to how I spend my free time. I have been entertaining the idea for years, but just this past week I actually had the opportunity in Fargo, North Dakota of all places to participate in and - as the Shirt Of Victory implies - survive the Blazin' Challenge of Buffalo Wild Wings. I had to eat 12 Blazin' Hot Wings in six minutes without any presence of beverage, napkins, condiments, or that little voice that says "This is a bad idea." That voice shut up real fast and left town after I started choking these bad boys down. For my gentlemen readers: If you really want to impress your lady and let her know you are in it for the long run, than you need to take her to a restaurant where the featured item on the menu is depicted on a sliding scale that differentiates taste by Smilin', Sizzlin', and Screamin'. My waitress at BWW told me that yo

WWF Wrestlemania VHS Board Game

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I have grown up with wrestling being a huge part of my life from back before I was knee high to a jabroni. To this day, I don't think my older brother has ever hugged me; however, he has violently Ric Flair chopped me across the chest as a formal greeting of endearment for years. (Even on my wedding day, there were some knife-edged chops coming at me on the dance floor. Woooo!) There is a very good possibility that I did not miss a single pay-per-view (WWE or WCW) between 1993 through the summer of 1999. In fact, I was hosting Nitro Parties long before it was cool to have large groups of people come over and watch professional wrestling (Guys, just go with me on what will be our working definition of the word "cool" for the remainder of the blog post). I watched live the night Stone Cold Steve Austin beat Jake "The Snake" Roberts - the night Austin 3:16 was born. I watched the night Hulk Hogan told the fans to "Stick It" when the New World Order