I'm fucking addicted to hot wings now. I actually get cravings for them.
I used to hate spicy stuff, but about a year ago (while I was still working at the crappy grocery store) I started putting hot sauce on chicken fingers on my breaks because we ran out of sweet-n-sour sauce. Hooked.
My friend and I are on a quest to find the hottest wings. So hot that they
warp time. We hadn't had much luck until a few days ago when we finally found wings that made the roof of my mouth burn. They put all of this hot sauce on them, and then some weird salsa, jalepenos and dried chilis.
I couldn't feel my tongue and lips for about 15 minutes. But now I don't think they were that hot afterall.