Lmao!

My eighteenth birthday, two of my friends dragged me to Hooters. Three mile Island wings. Had a contest to see who would tap out first. It wasn't even a close one lol.

And I was very pepper high. I was a shy kid, but I was flirting with this waitress like crazy, just having a great time while my one friend was sitting there trying not to throw up, and the other had this rictus of a grin plastered on his face, dripping sweat, trying to finish just one more wing.

It isn't for everyone, but gods is it an intense experience. I keep being dumb and trying tricks to make my innards handle it. It keeps not working, but I really miss being able to just burn like that