Last Friday I went out to a bar with my new co-workers.  This was an exciting thing for me, as I almost never got to do that at previous jobs.  So, we all went out to a pub that is their regular spot.  It turned out to be one helluva evening.  Things definitely cranked up when a “stuntman” challenge was issued to me.  Apparently this is part of my initiation into this company.  Now, I agreed to this with absolutely no idea as to what a stuntman is.  A couple of people demonstrated this shot for me and my first reaction was to tell them to go fuck themselves and walk out the door.  I reconsidered and decided to give it a go.  Below is what it involves.  It starts with a standard tequila shot.  Things get crazy after that.

Step 1:  Setup a line of salt and snort it.  That’s right.  Don’t lick.  SNORT.  Right up in your nose.  Sounds nuts?  It is!  It burns through your sinuses as if it was drain cleaner.

Step 2:  TEQUILA!  This part is pretty straight forward.  You down your shot of tequila.  This was the only standard part of this operation.  Having just snorted the salt, you lose all sense of smell.  So it actually makes the shot pretty painless.  Things go downhill from here.

Step 3: Now, this is where your average alcoholic would bite that lemon wedge to kill that tequila taste.  Your average stuntman has another way of dealing with it.  You squeeze that piece of citrus fruit right into your eye!  I shit you not.  Right into your damn eye!  After doing that, you almost completely forget about having had anything to drink.  All you have is a burning eye and a hole in your sinuses.

**Optional 4th step involves either getting slapped in the face by your waitress or having someone punch you.  I’m not even kidding about that.  Seriously, look at steps 1 and 3, are you surprised?

So there you have it.  The Stuntman.  I can say very proudly that I survived it.  Not only survived, I thrived!  I went on to drink more pints than I can count and I barely remember the end of the night.  I crashed at someones place that night and woke up without much memory.  Thankfully, I remember the stuntman.  My only regret is that we weren’t able to get a shot of me doing it.  Since I am a glutton for punishment, I am sure that opportunity will present itself in the near future.

Tags: crazy bar shots, stuntman, tequila, tequila shot

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