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man vs. food

after work last night, while doing some things around the apt, i turned on the tv. i was flipping channels and came across this show called “man vs. food” where this dude travels to different cities and attempts some pretty hefty food challenges. the episode last night saw him trying to beat a record by eating 12 pounds of food in the form of burgers (5 patties, 5 slices of cheese, gross amounts of bacon) and 5 pounds of fries. long story short, he was able to eat 7 pounds before running out of time (i think he was given an hour).

i LOVE food shows. i think theyre fun and entertaining. all kinds…one of my faves is diners, drive-ins and dives. i love paula deen and giada. i love food network challenges. i just think its entertaining….BUT this is craziness. i love the host of this show, but some of his challenges are beyond me. i mean 7 pounds of hamburger meat??? cant that, like, stop your heart? haha, just kidding. sorta.

but, check out this show. its pretty good. the only other episode i saw was him trying to eat this grossly HUUGE pizza ( i cant remember the exact poundage)…but it involved pounds of sausage, pepperoni, cheese, etc. the dude he was attempting it with threw up and they were disqualified. hahaha.

im excited about catching more episodes. after a long day its kinda fun. and its fun to watch people attempt things you would never do. i mean, its so unneccesary. and gross. and half the stuff he eats is shit that im pretty sure is going to give him a heart attack byt age 35. but its tv….and thats the point, right!?


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