Every day of the week before Wing Bowl, one competitive eater consumed:
1 gallon of water
5 lb of pasta with butter
2 heads of lettuce
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6 comments:
With all the gulping, slurping, and crunching going on, that contestant's home must've sounded like the set of a Russ Meyer film...
That's good eatin' and good for you too. If you are from a planet where fat and cholesterol = our protein and vitamins.
It's kinda like a meal a Giant Rabbit would consume, assuming he had broken into an Italian Warehouse at one point. But what rabbits don't?
True. That's why the Hutts run Tatooine -- because Jabba and company are the fittest, healthiest life forms on their planet.
If Louie Anderson showed up in the Star Wars galaxy, he'd be running a planet, too.
Giant rabbit?
Uh oh. Pat's having another Harvey freakout.
Silly Pat. Giant rabbits are for Jimmy Stewart.
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