There’s something about a dare that I absolutely love. I blame my parents who enrolled me in a variety of sports programs when I was younger, fostering my unhealthy sense of competition.
- “I dare you to press your bare butt cheeks against the car window as we drive down the freeway.”
- “I bet you can’t eat a whole ghost pepper.”
- “Are you brave enough to take the Bing It On challenge?”
Let’s just say that I would have rocked The Hunger Games.
Katniss Shmatniss
Unfortunately, not every dare ends well. As any betting man will tell you, you’ll win some, and you’ll lose some. It should come as no surprise that most stories of my failure involved excessive consumption of alcohol. Continue reading
Sips of Jen and Tonic 