Well the morning started out like any other St. Patty's day. F-ing wasted from the night before. I decided to wake everyone in the house up with some good ole' Flogging Molly's. Sam cooked up some awesome morning grub. Hashbrowns, bacon, eggs the works. I decided to opt for the high butter breakfast. I was bet that I couldn't eat a stick of butter that morning. Not being one to turn it down I boldly took on the challenge and ran (well choked it down) with it.
I don't know if you've ever tried to eat plain butter but it is probably one of the most fun things I don't ever want to try again.
Here is me taking the first bite. I threw some hashbrowns into the mix to see if it would mask the butteriness.
Here we go bite two, taking the hat off cuz I don't need any lepracahn help on this one.
Ok...I take that one back. I do need some help.
I had to go out to our front yard (yes that's a couch) to get some air to get it down.
I did not make it. I had one bite left and threw up when I put the last bit in.
Here is the punishment for not finishing the stick of butter. As you can see by his face Matt is so Giddy to hit me over the head with a frying pan.
So i decided to drown my sorrows, sore stomach and couch (yes I'm taking a piss).
So I couldn't finish the butter and yes we threw the couch away. Moral of the story, you don't get famous doing pussy shit, but you shouldn't eat a stick of butter to get there.
coming next: Visiting April in Europe
