So Matt went to go get some "brefas" this morning. Well, he brought me back one of the most dangerous edible substances out there. He got me a Tijuana Mama. For those of you don't know, its a short and fat piece of pickled sausage. I asked Matt, why he would buy something like that. All he did was point to one corner of the package which had a little starburst. In the middle of the starburst, it said "300% Hotter". Now, I have never eaten of these things for "brefas" let alone at any time so I had no judgement wether it was actually "300% Hotter" or not. So I tear into this little firecracker of processed meat cuz I ain't scared even though I had only about two swallows of my oh so delicious Vanilla Coke left. Let me tell you something fans, I was horrified about three seconds after the first bite. I was crying, sweating, blowing my nose, my head started hurting....the physical reaction my body had to this thing was very stressful. My Vanilla Coke quickly disappeared, but oh no! I wasn't done. I had to eat the rest of it cuz it was in some twisted manner, intoxicating. I loved the punishment although I did hang out by the water cooler in back for a while. I saved the last bite for Matt cuz he said he'd probably never eat a whole one. Spicy pickled sausage must take some kind of supercollider to break it down. I felt completly worn out. One thing is for sure. If you ever have the balls to eat one of these monstrosities of human creation, you will need a nap.