Did that the other night with the boys at Shoeless joes. Had a giant boil of Nachos with extra Jalapenos. Every Nacho went down with a jalapeno then washed it down with some beer. That night I felt the stomach grumbling. So I went to my favorite spot to do my thing while watching the ball game and after seconds, I felt the ring of fire like you wouldn't believe. It was like I had lighter on under me. I never felt anything like it. The pain and discomfort was brutal. I crawled outta the Jon and layed in my bed in the fettle position just praying the pain would go away. Funny thing was, every last one of us (4 guys) had the exact same problem when we got home. I tell ya, pride is a real bitch, cause we were calling each other wussy's for only taking one with a nacho, then started getting aggressive and taking 2 or 3 per nacho.

Needless to say, now we just go for wings and beeer.