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Part Two

Wandering D

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>>_______________________________________________________
> >>CHILI # 5 LINDA'S LEGAL LIP REMOVER
> >>JUDGE ONE: Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground,
> >>adding
> >>considerable kick. Very Impressive.
> >>JUDGE TWO: Chili using shredded beef could use more tomato. Must
> >>admit the
> >>cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
> >>
> >>GRANT: My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring my forehead and I can
> >>no longer
> >>focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed
> >>paramedics. The
> >>contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given
> >>me
> >>brain damage, Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer
> >>directly on it
> >>from a pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off? It really
> >>pisses me off
> >>that the other judges asked me to stop screaming. Screw those red
> >>necks!
> >>
> >>________________________________________________________
> >>CHILI # 6 VERA'S VERY VEGETARIAN VARIETY
> >>JUDGE ONE: Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of
> >>spice and
> >>peppers.
> >>JUDGE TWO: The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and
> >>garlic -
> >>Superb!
> >>
> >>GRANT: My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous,
> >>sulfuric
> >>flames. I shit myself when I farted and I'm worried it will eat
> >>through the
> >>chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except Sally. Can't
> >>feel
> >>my lips anymore. I need to wipe my ass with a snow cone!
> >>____________________________________________
> >>CHILI # 7 SUSAN'S SCREAMING SENSATION CHILI
> >>JUDGE ONE: A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned
> >>peppers.
> >>JUDGE TWO: Ho Hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can
> >>of chili
> >>peppers at the last moment. I should take note that I am worried
> >>about Judge
> >>Number 3, He appears to be in a bit of distress as he is cursing
> >>uncontrollably.
> >>
> >>GRANT: You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I
> >>wouldn't feel a
> >>damn thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like
> >>it is made of
> >>rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid
> >>unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava-like shit to
> >>match my damn
> >>shirt. At least during the autopsy they'll know what killed me.
> >>I've decided to
> >>stop breathing it's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting
> >>any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the
> >>4-inch hole
> >>in my stomach.
 
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