Chili cookoff. Hilarious

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If you can read the whole story without tears of laughter running
Down your cheeks then there may be no hope for you.

NOTE: Please take time to read this slowly. If you pay attention to
the first two judges, the reaction of the third is even better. For
those of you who have lived in Texas, you know how true this is. They actually have a Chili cook-off about the time the rodeo comes to town. It takes up a major portion of the parking lot at the Astrodome. The
notes are from an inexperienced chili taster named Frank, who was visiting Texas from the East Coast:

Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili
cook-off.


The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened
to be standing there at the judge's table asking directions to the
Budweiser truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two
judges(Native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted.

Here are the scorecards from the event:

Chili # 1 Mike's Maniac Mobster Monster Chili
Judge # 1 -- A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.
Judge # 2 -- Nice, smooth, tomato flavor. Very mild
Judge # 3 (Frank) -- Holy shit, what the hell is this stuff? You
could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy.

Chili # 2 Arthur's Afterburner Chili
Judge # 1 -- Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.
Judge # 2 -- Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken
seriously.

Judge # 3 -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure
what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.

Chili # 3 Fred's Famous Burn Down the Barn Chili
Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick. Needs more
beans.
Judge # 2 -- A bean less chili, a bit salty, good use of peppers
Judge # 3 -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose
feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now. Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting shit-faced from all of the beer.


Chili # 4 Bubba's Black Magic
Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.
Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for
fish or other mild foods, not much of a chili.
Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was
unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally was standing behind me with fresh refills. That 300-LB. barmaid is starting to look HOT-just like this nuclear waste I'm eating. Is chili an aphrodisiac?

Chili # 5 Linda's Legal Lip Remover
Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground,
Adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must
Admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead
and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off. It really pisses me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming. Screw those rednecks.

Chili # 6 Vera's Very Vegetarian Variety
Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance
of spices and peppers.
Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and
garlic. Superb.
Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with
gaseous, sulfuric flames. I shit myself when I farted and I'm worried it will eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except Sally. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my ass with a snow cone.

Chili # 7 Susan's screaming Sensation Chili
Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned
peppers.
Judge # 2 -- Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can
of chili peppers at the last moment. I should take note that I am
worried about Frank he appears to be a bit distressed as he is
cursing uncontrollably.

Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and
I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world
sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava like shit to match my shirt. At least during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing, its too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.

Chili #8 Tommy's Toenail Curling Chili
Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not
too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balance chili. Neither
mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge # 3 passed out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's going to make it. Poor dude, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot chili.
 
Oh, man... My face and gut hurt from laughing so hard. Pure genius. I've never been to Texas, but we have our own, similar amusements in New York State, including Buffalo Style Chicken Wings - some of which could be used to remove the chrome from a classic car. Never tell a New York State pizza shop to "do your worst" regarding the wings unless you want your sinuses cleared and enjoy crying blood.
 
:D :D *tears rolling down my cheeks and my side hurts OWEE!!*....ROTFLMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D
 
You mean, habaneros, vinegar, vidalias, cubed steak and battery acid didn't win? Damn, I need to update my recipe book.
 
Salvor-Hardon said:
You mean, habaneros, vinegar, vidalias, cubed steak and battery acid didn't win? Damn, I need to update my recipe book.
Ya had me up until the battery acid....
 
Every christmas while I was married my ex's company had a bring in dinner. The very first year my ex looks at me and says "the boss wants some one to bring in some real chilli, do you think you can make some". Do I think I can make real chilli? *evil grin* So we went to the store and bought a variaty of peppers and other ingredients and 24 hours later he had his chilli to take to the boss, along with 2 fresh apple pies a peach cobbler and some corn bread. It made the boss sniffle a little bit, but nothing note worthy, so it be came my mission, upon my ex's request, to make the boss cry. The last year we were together I was actually there as the boss took the first bite. Sweat began to pour down his face, his eyes watered, his nose began to run, he coughed a bit and looked up thru the misty eyes, "*sniff* Now this is good stuff" He spoke with a whispy aire hardly able to keep his breath and then went in for another bite. What a proud day. :D
 
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