Da' Bomb Really Hot Sauce and Wings

Last night I went to my buddy Frank's for some wings and beer and man o man did I want to die for about 20 minutes. He had these pre-made wings, but BBQ'd them up so they were really great, by themselves they were just medium spice. Then we had a couple of bottles of hot sauce available on the side.

One hot sauce wasn't so much hot, as flavourful; it was great! The other was called " da' bomb " and was liquid death! Now, I personally don't really eat that much hot food because after a minor stomach ulcer in the past hot stuff doesn't agree with me too much. But that doesn't stop me from trying "one" :o) But first let me tell you about another friend who was there, Allan. Last time he was in the city we all went to the pub and had wings, he had the suicide wings and didn't really sweat too much... well with this da' bomb stuff he was tearing up and sweating profusely... so this has got to be some good stuff.

Back to the story, I took one wing, and place a drip, perhaps 1cm around on the wing and ate it. The first minute I was feeling great, then it hit me. I managed to subside the painful burning by drinking ice cold Alexander Keith's beer for the first little while. Then I later discovered that filling my mouth with lots of ketchup covered fries helped too. After the burning of the mouth passed and I regained facial movement, the pain made it's way down to the throat, and then to the stomach, at which time I sat quietly in my chair feeling like I should be in the fetal position foaming on the ground.

After two more Keith's beers I was good to go again and finished off some more wings, without da' bomb. Thanks for the wings Frank, you rock.

PS - A moment of weakness for the no-meat eating thing. It's been like 5 days.