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This girl I know once at 20 some tacos in one sitting.
I don't know who that chick is, but I once ate 21 tacos in one sitting.
This girl I know once at 20 some tacos in one sitting.
I don't know who that chick is, but I once ate 21 tacos in one sitting.
Either my freshman or Sophomore year at Wake I went out for a late night/early morning Waffle house dining experience with a few friends.
I was pretty hungry and ordered my typical triple order of hashbrowns....smothered, covered and chunked. My other friends ordered more complicated dishes so mine came out way before theirs. I was too hungry to wait on them so I started eating. I was done before their food even came. The waitress asked me if I wanted anything else....I said. Yeah, give me another triple order. She said, if you can finish it, it's free. Naturally, I finished it and my friends goaded me to get another triple order...which I did and which was free if i finished. I did finish. By that time I was worried that I wasn't going to stop and people were getting tired, so I ordered a double order to finish things off so we could go home.
11 orders total of Waffle House hash browns...smothered, covered and chunked.
For my summers in high school I worked at a plant and did a lot of rigorous manual labor. I always ate a lot because I was in high school and the labor made me extra hungry. One day, when I literally hadn't consumed a thing other than 2 or 3 glasses of water in 72 hours due to the worst food poisoning of my life, I went to Subway and ate 3 footlong meatball subs.
A different day, but the same job, I went to KFC with my brother and we ordered a 20 piece chicken bucket and crushed the whole thing
One day two of my stoner friends decided they could both beat me (non-stoner) in a McDonalds eating competition. I knew they were both wrong and even allowed them to get high before our competition.
The starting order was 2 double quarter pounder meals with supersized fries each...the plan was to keep going until there was only one standing. Neither of them finished their second meal, but I did and to gloat I finished their unfinished food for them.
I don't know if it's still there but there used to be a place way up Reynolda called Laney's wings. On Tuesdays (i think) they had all you can eat wings for $10 or something like that. Their wings were pretty large and they served you ten wings at a time....I ate 8 plates of wings
This is probably mine, eating one of those and then going across the street for apps and dessert. That and drinking a shit ton of beer
TaparepPretty much all my fatty moments have involved smoking copious amounts of ganja...
One night my wife was at work, so I ordered an extra large pizza. This is NY-style pizza, so the thing was about the size of a manhole cover. Figured I'd eat some, save the rest for breakfast/lunch the next day. Ate two pieces. Still hungry. Ate two more pieces. Still hungry. Now there's half a pizza left and I've reached a critical point. If I eat one more piece, my wife is going to come home and be like, "What the hell did you do?" So I ate the whole fucking thing, then walked down the block and threw the empty pizza box in my neighbor's garbage so the wife wouldn't find it. Still not sure how I didn't vomit that night.
Back when I lived in Portland I would go to Blazers games all the time and they give out coupons to all fans for a free Taco Bell chalupa if the Blazers score more than 100 points. Got super baked one night and had a hankering for some chalupas, then I read the fine print and the coupons say, "Limit 1 chalupa per person, per visit." So I do a quick Google Maps search for all the Taco Bells in Portland, then spend the next hour driving all over town cashing in coupons. Got home and ate like seven chalupas. I honestly thought I was going to die.
Going in the way-way-back machine, I got drunk in college one night and was like, "Hot dog eating competitions are for pussies. That doesn't look so hard." Decided to cook and eat an entire 8-pack of Ballpark franks, with buns and all. I barfed so fucking hard that I thought my intestines were going to come out my mouth. Not a real proud moment in my life.
Pretty much all my fatty moments have involved smoking copious amounts of ganja...
One night my wife was at work, so I ordered an extra large pizza. This is NY-style pizza, so the thing was about the size of a manhole cover. Figured I'd eat some, save the rest for breakfast/lunch the next day. Ate two pieces. Still hungry. Ate two more pieces. Still hungry. Now there's half a pizza left and I've reached a critical point. If I eat one more piece, my wife is going to come home and be like, "What the hell did you do?" So I ate the whole fucking thing, then walked down the block and threw the empty pizza box in my neighbor's garbage so the wife wouldn't find it. Still not sure how I didn't vomit that night.
Back when I lived in Portland I would go to Blazers games all the time and they give out coupons to all fans for a free Taco Bell chalupa if the Blazers score more than 100 points. Got super baked one night and had a hankering for some chalupas, then I read the fine print and the coupons say, "Limit 1 chalupa per person, per visit." So I do a quick Google Maps search for all the Taco Bells in Portland, then spend the next hour driving all over town cashing in coupons. Got home and ate like seven chalupas. I honestly thought I was going to die.
Going in the way-way-back machine, I got drunk in college one night and was like, "Hot dog eating competitions are for pussies. That doesn't look so hard." Decided to cook and eat an entire 8-pack of Ballpark franks, with buns and all. I barfed so fucking hard that I thought my intestines were going to come out my mouth. Not a real proud moment in my life.
Komo, Fearless, Wally and I didn't eat all day, smoked a lot of pot and went to the Showboat (?) on Peter's Creek for all you can eat shrimp. I was skinny then but ate around 60 fried shrimp.....and was low man.
We went back the next week and there was no more all you can eat. The hostess told us some college came in and ate too much.
I'd love to hear the story/stories about how "Fearless" got his name. Maybe he ate all those shrimp in a month with no R.