......So I'm sitting in my living room the other night watching TV when I heard a Doug rap rap rapping on my door. I answered the door and he breezed by me and headed straight for my dining room table where he placed two Styrofoam boxes. The smell emanating from them was definitely a cross between something fishy and something dropped from an ass. He then scurried back out to the Neon of Doom and brought back in two more Styrofoam boxes. I politely asked him what the hell he was up to and he responded, "I feel like I have been letting everyone down lately, so I'm going to make up for it." I said, "O.K.," and asked him what he was up to again. In my mind I was already thinking that something special was about to happen, but I had no idea what I was in for. Doug had heard that seafood, especially shellfish, we're good for building muscle. So Doug decided to make up for months of slacking by eating 100 crawdads in one night. Yeah.....that's what I was thinking too.

.....Doug sat down and thus began the quest to eat 100 crawdads.

.....At first I was pretty confident that Doug could not or would not eat 100 crawdads. I don't even know where the hell you would go to buy 100 crawdads.

.....Now I was beginning to think that he might actually do it. He was looking very confident and was almost giddy about what he was trying to accomplish.