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Friday, January 15   >>


I'm going to NAMM today, except not. < / sounds weird but is actually true -- physically! > Perhaps stories will ensue. Perhaps.


The Gino insisted I join him for lunch at some ramen place in Little Tokyo because he saw it on Man Vs. Food.

Item #5 -- the spiciest ramen bowl in the history of man, according to The Gino -- has to be finished under 30 minutes to have your mug on the restaurant's wall of fame. And, wouldn't you know it, said Food Network fat ass was the last person to complete the challenge.

So, of course, I had to, too.

But then I pussied out and went two degrees of spice lower. Item #3.

It is the spiciest thing I have ever put into my mouth. That'swhatshesaid.

I couldn't even finish it. My face was red the whole time. And when the soup slightly traveled up my nasal passages I teared up. It was brutal, man. Brutal.

And for the past 7 hours it feels like I've been shitting live flares. Incredible. I'd recommend it, but only if you're willing to feel like you're shitting live flares.


K, bye!