Thursday, September 30, 2010

911. My Mouth is on Fire!

Went to eat some wings and drink some frosties at Buffalo's Wings and Rings with Grape and Nico after a ride at the trails. When in came time to order, I jokingly tell Nico to order a couple of the "Atomic" sauce wings, which are the hottest ones they make. Suprisingly, he calls my bluff and orders 5 with the order. Hungry from our ride, we tear into the various wings when the waitress sets down our order on the table. I down a couple, staying away from the "atomics". I finally get up the courage to try one after watching Nico down four. A picture tells a thousand words. In this picture, Nico is screaming, "these fricken' wings are hot! Call 911. My mouth is on fire!!". After a few frosties, I get up the courage to try one. I take a bite. Mistake. My mouth ignites like a gasoline fire started by a match. For the next few minutes I rub ice cubes on my lips to cool the hottness from the "atomic" wings. Woah! The wings are hot!