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…sure do, LP!
Recently, after a night of heavy conservative alcohol abuse, I wound up at Chicago’s famous* Diner Grill with some friends. At said diner, there’s a bit of a challenge to all patrons…
Finish a slinger and we’ll give you a piece of paper.
Fuck you Diner Grill. No 24/7 restaurant is going to issue me a pointless challenge, especially when I’m all hopped up on fighting Irish whiskey.
First, let’s take a step back and discuss what a slinger is.
- Take 2 hamburger patties and fry them to what I hope is medium
- Add 2 slices of cheese to each
- Layer with a crap-ton of hashbrowns
- I believe the 2 sunny side up eggs come next
- Smother in chili
That was inside me. Then I pooped it.
Now, in hindsight, I doubt it’s the amount of food that’s the challenge. It’s the testing of the whole “my body is a temple, but I’m allowing a deadly combination of shit into it” thing. Oof. Well, with the poison running through our system, we got a little nuts. Some food was fought with and some Hank Williams** was played on the juke box. Below is video evidence, in which I drunkenly plug Octavarius.com even though it was going on the site anyway. Hope you guys visit Octavarius.com after you check this post out! Derr!
*it’s not that famous
**more than likely was Lady Gaga
