The chili wings showdown!

Kenny had this bright idea to have Larry’s extra spicy buffalo wings. He says “One plate of the hottest spicy chicken wings, 4 guys, no water. Last man standing wins.”

I know of Last Man Standing when it comes to booze, but food? Watever, as long as there’s booze there. As well as a chance for bragging rights.

So i was one of ’em. The others were KY and Larry, the owner of Frontera Bar & Grill at Jaya One, PJ.

We start well, with straight shots from a beautiful bottle, the Reserva del Senor, a 100% agave of course. Light-tasting and pretty  smooth. This baby is aged 12 months in oak barrels.

The Senor

The Senor

Then some food comes out. My fave was the excellent chili cheese burger – a juicy patty topped with chili.

chi

Chili + cheese

Also had burritos and enchiladas

Also had burritos and enchiladas

After the great regular fun stuff, it was time for business. There were two baskets of wings – medium spicy and Killer.

Killers

Killers

We go for the regular first, at the same time. The last guy to touch a drink wins. It’s reasonably spicy, and tastes just right for authentic buffalo wings. Except Kenny, none of us need a drink.

Then it was time for Killer! Again, start eating at the same time, and gotta eat d whole thing. Halfway thru, there’re tears all round. We try hard to make each other drink water. Lots of resistance.

Kenny’s d first to crack. Probably lasted three minutes. Then Larry goes down in flames. So it’s me n KY. We hold out for at least five minutes, so become joint-champs.

The Killer wings are perfect for those who’d like an extra kick in their snack – makes u drink more. KY, who’s had these wings in d States, says they’re d real thing.

All in all, a great meal, and Larry the gracious host over-fed us.

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Everything’s fine up to dis point.

Then, some smart-ass (cant remember which one of us), decides to have a round of play-offs – to determine the real winner! Haha!

Aaaand in the red cornerrr, weighin in at 2 grams, the hottest, sexiest, kick-ass, fiery, volcanic hell on earth, Habbbanyyeeerrrrooooo!!!!!

Aaaand, in the red cornerrr, from Mexico, weighin in at 8 grams, the hottest, sexiest, kick-ass, fiery, ass-burnin, satan-on-a-plate volcanic helllll on earthhhhh......., Habbbanyyyyeeerrrro!!!!!

So out comes d fuckin fourth hottest chili (formerly number one) on d planet, the goddam volcano in a palm, grenade in your ass, habanero, which i experienced before, and swore “never again!” I attempted to back-out, but failed.

Pride took over.

The catalyst and inspiration for d play-offs

The dam catalyst and inspiration for d play-offs

So one habanero is sliced into 4 – one slice each.We ‘cheers’, and then voluntarily put a slice of hell into our mouths.

Chili oso can cheers

Chili oso can "cheers!"

Niga it got messy. Real messy.

After a few seconds, we all freaked. Larry lost it and almost immediately stuffed some cake icing into his face. One down!

Kenny’s head ignited. I had to leave d table n walk around. Penang-fella KY was also on fire, but played it cool.

The other customers probably thought we had just snorted some cheap E. It was insane! All sorts of noises and grunts and heavy-breathing and intense panting. Anyone of the three of us could have easily lost it.

Sudah mariiii...

Sudah mariiii...

I pass an iced-water to Kenny. He grabs it, then puts it down. Damn.

Then the situation gets fluid. We’re all over the restaurant. And it goes downhill pretty quick. KY cant hold it in…

.. so he doanted his meal to d sink gods

.. so he donates his meal to d sewer gods. Two down.

Shine on...

Kenny starts to look real bad...

... then hurled

... then hurls

... then Larry struggled to keep his food down. "No pictures!"

... then Larry gags, but manages to keep his food down. "No pictures!"

God, what a mess. Dont fuck with da habanero, muchachos.

Which means only one thing – who da man  now, bitches! Haha. Pussssiiiies.

Penang, Sarawak and USA got whooped by KL.

Winner of a Senor!

Winner of a Senor!

It wasn’t easy, lemme tell u dat straight-up. Later after soaping my hands n some cold water, i touched my eye. Wat a fuck-up. It cooked! Made my cry like a baby.

One eye down

Tryin to remove an eye aint easy

A few minutes later i ‘realize’ i had also taken a piss! Goddam! So it starts to fry under my pants too!

Man, wat a night. A real blast.

After-effects of a nuclear detonation

After-effects of a nuclear detonation

Intestinal damage rating: 8/10

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The best AND worst spot for a Guinness…

… has to be Chili’s. They serve the best Guinness, but the policies are dumb, n d managers are possibly escaped chimpanzees.

I know many people who’ve had arguments with the managers at all Chili’s outlets – usually over stupid shit. Me included. Will get to that later.

Yea!

Yea!

Anyway, the Guinness here is good. It’s d creamiest n by far the coldest u’ll find, as they’re served in thick-glass, frozen mugs. Most outlets, including Sid’s, dont freeze or even chill their glasses, and d Guinness is not cold enough. As soon as it’s poured into the warm glass, the drink starts to lose its taste. But Chili’s is only worth visiting during happy hours, which is 3pm to 7pm. It ends way too early.

As good as ice-cold root beer!

As good as ice-cold root beer!


Incident One

Went to d Bangsar outlet with a friend n sit at d bar. I ask d waitress for d drinks list. We feel like vodka orange. Then i ask her, “Is it still happy hours for liquor?” She says yes. I say “OK then, gimme two screwdrivers.” I’m obviously referring to the happy hour drinks.

The drinks come. We order two more, then ask for d bill. Instead of billing us about $25, it’s around $80. I ask the bartender “What’s this?” He says “U ordered screwdrivers – no happy hours for that”. We argue.

Eventually a dumb manager appears. Instead of solving the problem, he makes it worse. With a sour face, he says “Vodka orange and screwdrivers are different.” (Yea, only on your moron planet. Dats like saying milo-ais and milo-peng are different drinks, with different prices.) “Here a screwdriver is a premium cocktail, so we use premium vodka. (By premium, he meant Absolut. Haha. In other words, its probably shit vodka from Klang otherwise.) No happy hour prices. You have to say vodka orange.”

Right.

So is it my fault your waitress is a dummy dat u pay 50 cents an hour? It aint my problem if Chilis are d only ones in d world that thinks vodka orange and screwdrivers are different drinks.

In-bred freak insists it’s not d waitress’ fault, but mine. I refuse to pay.

A gorilla shows up and stands next to d manager. Probably the BSC valet niga, part-timing as a gorilla. What, u wanna beat me up over this?? Pathetic.

My friend said a few words but she mostly observed, although she wanted to slap d manager. We tell them they’re talkin shit and  ignore them.

So we continue to sip our drinks with these two goons there standing next to us and staring at us. Haha!

Then when we’re done, i say, “We’re leaving. U either take what i pay u, or we gonna leave and ur not getting a goddam cent.”

Manager continues to stare. Look like he’s gonna cry. Eventually d real bill appears. I throw d cash n we leave.

FYI – a customer refusing to pay a bill for food/drinks or services rendered is not committing an offence. The police cant do shit. It’s a private contract between u and d outlet. If the management wants to recover d money, they will have to sue you in court. How dahell they gonna do dat when they have no idea who u are? So screw them over if even try to screw u.

O yea – another time a mug of Guinness dat my friend was drinking (same outlet) suddenly cracks and da shit spills all over her pants. D waiter says, “Sorry, will replace dat. It happens sometimes.” U spill drink all over my friend and u just gonna replace that drink? How kedekut. The least they could have offered was one complimentary Guinness for her or a meal.

(Breakage can happen when there’s some water in d mug before they freeze it.)

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Incident Two

I was at the KLCC outlet once with a couple of chicks. We wanted to have a proper tequila session. I ask for a bottle of Jose Cuervo.

Waiter pauses, then says, “I’m sorry sir, I cant serve you a whole bottle.”

I ask why. “Just give us the bottle man. We’ll finish it tonite. We’ll be doin shots.”

” I cant sir. We cant charge by bottle.”

– “Why not man? How many shots in the bottle? 25? U can charge us by shots but bring d bottle. Watsup?”

“I’m sorry sir, this is a family restaurant!”

Ooo. I didnt realize i was in KFC man! Family restaurant my ass! Why dahell is there a full-bar in d outlet? For little children to get smashed?

So i say, “What?! U kiddin me man??”

“No sir. We cant serve u a bottle.”

They wanna be a family restaurant and think that me n two little girls might get tipsy n trash d joint, okay, thats fine.

So i say  “Nevermind, we’d like 3 tequila shots each to start.”

He says, “I’m sorry sir, i cant serve all at the same time. U have to finish your drink, then order again.

How inefficient is dat??

So i say, “It’s a goddam shot. We’re doin shots – as soon as it arrives, it’s gone. Then we gotta wait 10 minutes for d next one?”

Bla bla fuckin bla. He finally surrenders and serves us what we want.

They have this stupid rule that u cant order your next drink if u still have some drink left! Haha! Morons.

It's shady characters like these that give customers a bad name

It’s shady Chili’s customers like these that cause trouble

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Incident Three

A bunch of friends had gone to Chili’s for happy hours. There were too many of them, n d bar area was really congested, and people couldnt really move, staff included. So my friend asks d waiter to open a “Section Closed” area for them. He says “Sorry, only at 6pm.” This was at 5.45pm!

Eventually manager comes. Chimp refuses to open the area, although an exception to the rule was obviously needed. They argue. And keep arguing quite fiercely. By now it’s five minutes to 6pm. He refuses to budge. Dick.

So they leave and spend their money elsewhere.

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Incident Four

My housemate Khang joins his co-workers at Chili’s Megamall just as happy hours ends. His Guinness is waiting at the table, pre-ordered. He asks d waiter as his bill comes if the Guinness is at happy hour price. Waiter says no. Disappointed, Khang says “fuck”, and promptly pays d bill.

A few minutes later the floor captain shows up. He tells Khang, “U have to apologize to my staff. U swore at him.”

Khang explained that he was not swearing at anyone, just to himself for being late. Stupid captain insists that Khang apologize. Khang gets pissed, so his friend steps in to slow-talk. No use.

So they ask for d manager. Some foreign white dude shows up. He hears the story. Then says “You have to apologize to my staff.”

Khang’s friend also gets pissed! Haha! Then he says they dont want customers like them around!

What kind of staff would go n cry to his boss when a customer swears??

Obviously, though they were regulars, they swore never to go back there. Same deal with me n the hopeless Bangsar outlet.

There were also banned from d outlet!

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If u know anyplace dat has good Guinness in frozen mugs, inform me ASAP.

If they continue like dis, i foresee a nice, good fight breaking out in their outlet soon – managers vs customers. My money is on customers.

The managers are extremely confrontational and petty. I think they need some serious education about the F&B culture in Malaysia.

But I really dont know watsup with them. Anal and stupid is an understatement. I suspect they could be robots. With no manual over-ride.

Hence when a situation occurs that is not in their hard disk, they freak. “Overload!!! Overload!!!……. Must kill customer!” Coz programmers forgot to include common-sense and discretion.

American Chilis – “Where the customer is always wrong.”

God knows what the franchiser in US is doing about all this. They gettin a real bad rep.

The company needs to get all their staff laid. I think there’s some in-breeding goin on.

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Sssh, it’s a club

Was at Kent’s party at Maison last Friday. It was strangely silent, and we were passed wireless headphones upon entry.

Yea

I hate monkeys. Eat them all!

So there was no music on d club’s speakers, but there were some DJs playin there silently, lookin weird, ‘spinning’ – house n RnB – you could choose from two channels on your headset. Pretty cool. D house set was awesome.

Drinks were sponsored by 42 Below, so it was vodka all night! Yea!

Kent launched two new fags – ultra slims called Nanotek.

Yea i did. Of my brain cells

Yea i did. Of my brain cells

Crowd seemed pretty tame. Didn’t get too wasted. Hmmm.. very surprising! Maybe it was da venue.

Hit d meals-on-wheels, lok lok, n headed home for a lil after-partyin.

Yummy

Yummy!

Not sure wat was happenin here..

Not sure wat we were doin..

Moved to Club 6 9 Lounge. Poser

Moved to Club 6 9 Lounge later. Poser got in d way of d shot

O yea, speakin of headphones, never ever buy any earphones from SonicGear. There’s a new range out – they suck! I spent close to 40 bucks on a model called SparkPlug. I luv bass, and it claims “Clear, strong and deep bass audio.”

My fuckin ass has more bass. It’s fuckin hollow, a lot worse than the free ones u get when u buy an MP3 player. It’s like….  listening to music through a straw.

I'd rather a mosquito sing in my ear than this piece of shit

I'd rather a mosquito sing in my ear than this piece of shit

Brain damage rating: 6.5/10

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Guinness HH, and the new stout

Blackshit fans will be happy to know dat Sid’s Pub (Tmn Tun n Bangsar South) will have Guinness at happy hour prices all nite long dis month. Nett $18.70 a pint, $11 half a pint.

Go ahead, get wasted.

Get a tan. Drink Guinness

Get a tan. Drink Guinness

.The German pub down d road in Tmn Tun, Deutsche Haus, has a new draft Irish stout. It’s called Connor’s. By Carlsberg Brewery. Pretty good.

Newbie

New kid in town

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