A Tablespoon Of Cinnamon...
Will surely kill you. Last night at the restaurant, the waitresses challenged Skippy to down a tablespoon of cinnamon for $5. Of course he accepted the bet. Its Skippy. The same guy who took a shit on a campfire for $20. A tablespoon works out roughly to an ounce. An ounce of a spicy powdery substance. Starting to get the idea?
So Skip attempts to down the whole thing at once. Big mistake. He starts coughing and gagging almost instantly. Meanwhile, we're all laughing thinking its just burning the fuck out of his mouth. Oh no. Skip's choking. Chokes so hard he pops several blood vessels in his eyes and is pretty much fucked for the next half hour. I would say that it was well worth it though. Skip survived and I got a cheap laugh. And isnt that what life is all about?
Oh and I'm pretty sure I'm quitting poker. Just not fun anymore.
