I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards. I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
I found out this morning there may be some changes to my stunt on Wednesday that could make something hard drastically harder. I wont know what the status is until I get to the radio station. I was just feeling really good about the whole thing too
damn
Labels: Competitive Eating
2 comments:
If you negotiated a liquid into your stunt, I don't see why they'd care if you drank or dunked or whatever. As long as all the liquid is inside you at the end, I thin you're good. I'd let you dunk!
makes total sense, but they seem to be giving everybody a hard time and overnegotiating and changing stunts on people.
i've practiced this stunt twice and it has to be absolutely PERFECT for me to clear the time...and that's with dunking. I just dont need any surprises at the table, WingBowl is far to important to me.
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