Fartin' Blood: The Blazin' Wings Challenge

Last night I ate 12 blazin' hot chicken wings in three and a
half (3 1/2) minutes. These fuckers were indeed blazin', too.
There are probably hotter substances out there, but not
any that I'd ever be willing to try unless I was drunk or
getting paid for it.

These were just corporate hot wings, but they were still so
hot, my lips were burning for an hour after. And not to put too
fine a point on it, but my asshole burned until noon today.
Every time I farted it was like a scene from Alien.