1. I think I need hot sauce rehab. Nothing is ever spicy enough for me. I was gifted a Tabasco gallon jug last Christmas only partly as a joke. I'm pretty sure all this hot sauce is doing something bad to my insides.
2. My college roommates and I were from all over the US. We lived in a 6 person house and we represented California (me), Washington, Illinois, Alabama, New York, and Florida. One of our favorite games was to compare our high school lives and especially regional fashion (hot rollers in the morning was so foreign to me!). Also, we had insane amounts of fun every single day. We found a giant blown up senior photo of a guy next to a dumpster and took it home to hang above our fireplace. We called him Marty and hoped someday he'd show up to one of our constant parties. He wasn't as great as Chad below, but you get the idea.
3. I eat a breakfast burrito every single morning. How I make it varies, but it is part of my morning ritual. Probably because I can put hot sauce on it.
4. I have a really weird thing about fabric textures. I have a couple chairs in my house that look nice, but I won't sit in unless they are covered with a blanket. I especially hate touching or even watching somebody touch the roof of a car. People do this to torture me all the time so I generally don't share until somebody is stretching in the car or petting the arm of my chair or something equally disturbing.
5. I am a fairly ambidextrous player of Beer Pong (or Beirut, depending on where you're from). I broke my right, dominant wrist (see below) after some chick shoved me aside sprinting for the bathroom in a bar - yes, I clearly frequent classy joints - but I refused to let down my competitive partner. Uh huh, we competed regularly and our team name was the Sharpei Haaaay! You have to say it like it sounds.
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I'm with you on spicy - the hotter the better! I get crazy looks from every new waiter at my favorite Thai place when I order the "Thai hot" and then ask for the spice try to add some extra heat. And I load up tacos with jalepenos until my eyes water.
Can't believe some broad pushed you down racing to the bathroom! That's crazy. And totally sounds like something that would happen at my favorite bar. :) Glad you were able to adjust your beer pong skills.
This post cracked me up!
1. I buy salsa from a local mex food joint by the quart.
2. The Marty thing is hilarious! Hubs and I love to look at awkwardfamilyphotos.com for similar pics.
3. B-fast burritos are the best.
4. What is it about touching the roof of a car that bothers you? I hate touching anything microfiber.
5. Did you chase after the chick that shoved you? Love the beer pong story. We play Moose (or whatever it's called) with the ice cube trays and quarters.
awesome! i'd love to have you on my beer pong team!
I am drawn to buffalo sauce like you are regular hot sauce I want to eat it on everything, minus maybe cereal or cake.
That image made me laugh my butt off of that guy. The fact that you snagged one like it and put it over the fireplace is awesome!
I am 34 and my only regret is that I haven't learned to play beer pong yet... sad I know!
I am cracking up!! I have a friend who loves hot sauce maybe as much as you. Everytime it is on special at the store I send her an email. Breakfast burrito every morning sounds fantastic to me. Beer pong is a great talent to have! I am only good when I am drunk..go figure.
I LOVE hot sauce and I put it on everything! My fiance thinks I am crazy
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