[mikech]

voltron's summary is pretty good, and the forthcoming videos will be priceless, but i'll just add a few of my own impressions.

tony started the challenges off by chomping down on the butter, he tore thru the first stick like it was nothing. the ease with which he did it prompted voltron to read the nutritional label on the box to make sure it's real butter, "calories per serving: 100. calories from fat per serving: 100." yup, it's real butter alright. by the 2nd stick, however, tony slowed considerably, and the strain was noticeable, as beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. he eventually needed to sit down beside the tree to work on the 3rd, and at exactly the 30-minute mark finished the 4th to complete the challenge. impressive.

emmitt began to eat the eggs about midway thru tony's challenge and continued doing so during rustedcorpse's performance. rustedcorpse mixed two types of hotsauce (half a bottle of each) into a glass, took a funnel and just chugged it. absolutely hardcore. "i feel like i just gave satan a blowjob." ok, so he didn't come up with that line on the spot, but it was still quality.

voltron got started on the milk while emmitt was finishing up on the eggs. emmitt was meeting a lot of resistance around 20 eggs or so, he was just aiming to reach the first tier of 24. kdawg tried to give him incentive to go for more, offering him $60 out of his own pocket if he could eat 12 more on top of 24, even pulling the cash out to entice him, but there was no chance of it happening. emmitt finished the 24th egg, then started rolling around on the grass, writhing in pain. as soon as the required 5 minutes of keeping it down elapsed, he ran to the nearest trash can and let loose with the yellowest vomit you've ever seen.

meanwhile, voltron was fighting his own battle against the gallon of milk. he drank so much so fast, now he was down to less than two cups of milk remaining, but he was at his limit. unlike emmitt, voltron didn't even have the chance to run to a trash can, he just leaned over in the middle of the park and it was like someone turned on the faucet. he drank almost a gallon of milk, at least half a gallon came pouring back out. i hope no unsuspecting dog-walking park-wanderer stepped into that mess after we left.

the belt-whippings, meh. i thought the 1st and 2nd lashings were kind of funny, but seeing the truly nasty, deep red mark on emmitt's back that came up instantly just made it pretty sick. plus, we were still in the middle of manhattan. although we found a somewhat hidden spot, there were pedestrians and cars coming by periodically, so everyone agreed to shut it down and call it a day.

all in all, it was good to meet some 2+2ers, the challenges were extremely entertaining, and east coast kicked west coast's ass. nyc represent!