Good Thing I Only Ordered Five…

Flatliner. Considering I almost died (or at least felt like I was dying), what an appropriate name for the hottest “flavored” (if you want to call it a flavor) buffalo wing at the Buffalo Wing Factory in Sterling. It’s right by my work, and some of my co-workers had been saying that we had to try to eat 10 of these to get our name on the wall. The fact that there were only 3 measly names on the banner should’ve been my second clue (right behind the name being flatliner) why not to try to eat 10 flatliners. Alas, I am not one to turn down a challenge…I was hurting after just one flatliner. We all started sweating, our eyes started watering, and our mouths continually burned. I had to stop for a few minutes to adjust to the acute burning in my mouth, only to had it equally re-juvenated when I idiotically started on my second flatliner.

Good thing I only ordered 5 to start.

A few minutes, a couple cokes, and many mouthfuls of ice cubes later, I quickly downed wings 3, 4 and 5. Only my manager who is leaving managed to eat all 10. And after talking to him today, he is also hurting, but most likely twice as bad. I am proud to say that I ate 5 flatliners, but in hindsight, I wish I hadn’t – or at least eaten 10 to get my name on the wall. Besides a still unsettled stomach, I’m fine today, but I predict that will be totally gone by the end of the day. All I gotta say is, everyone should try flatliners at least once. Just like torture, it’s a true test of physical and mental strength.


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