When Corey, our other-brother-by-another-mother, came down this afternoon to play dominoes, Matt brought out a bag of "Haunted Ghost Pepper Chips". The challenge was to eat one chip and then see who could wait the longest to drink their glass of milk. We decided that if I ate two chips, because the boys were dying after just eating one, I would be declared the winner. Little did they know, we used to have taco sauce eating contests at camp and "hot" offered no challenge to me! The victory was mine!
. . . Until Sam came home from washing Micah's car and finished off the bag.
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