
cracked open a bottle of newly acquired defcon 1 sauce and whipped it up over a fresh crisp fried batch of chicken wings. defcon 1 - how bad can it be for a major chilihead who lapped up defcon 2 like it was mother's milk, right? well, sweet jeziz! my mouth was on fire with lips burning for a full fifteen minutes. I only managed to down six wing pieces and a bottle of miller draft before deciding to drop myself back to defcon 2. while my cranial cavity remains intact (as far as i can tell) i am definitely not looking forward to my morning constitutional tomorrow. now where's that damn tub of ice cream...
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