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Notes From An Inexperienced Chili Tester Named FRANK, who was visiting Texas from the East Coast:

“Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge’s table asking directions to the beer wagon, when the call came. I was assured by the other two judges (Native Texans) that the chili wouldn’t be all that spicy, and besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted.” Here are the scorecards from the event:

CHILI # 1 MIKE’S MANIAC MOBSTER MONSTER CHILI

JUDGE ONE: A little too heavy on tomato. Amusing kick.

JUDGE TWO: Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.

FRANK: Holy shit, what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that’s the worst one. These Texans are crazy.

  • Chili #1: MIKE’S MANIAC MOBSTER MONSTER CHILI
  • Chili #2: ARTHUR’S AFTERBURNER CHILI
  • Chili #3: FRED’S FAMOUS BURN DOWN THE BARN CHILI
  • Chili #4: BUBBA’S BLACK MAGIC
  • Chili #5: LINDA’S LEGAL LIP REMOVER
  • Chili #6: VERA’S VERY VEGETARIAN VARIETY
  • Chili #7: SUSAN’S SCREAMING SENSATION CHILI

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