Tex...our guys fall into fires. They ain't worried about no railing.
Odd, I knew a guy in Texas who did that once. He was the same guy who got drunk, and then started raiding his collection of exotic hot sauces as he was making dinner. He had one I recall, named "Inner Beauty" made from Scottish bonnets. All the next day, he and his buddy - the only two drunk enough to eat what was cooked - were the most miserable people I've ever seen. Seems they were dealing with Inner Volcanoes most of the day, and were hung over, to boot.
