How ’bout a Side of Mega Death with that? It’s Tortelicious…

October 26th, 2010. By LucyC

Some like it hot—and others—well…How hot is hot? A couple in Tennessee are so heated up about an incident that landed their son in hospital that they’ve filed a lawsuit. 

In October 2009 the Ganns went to a Steak ‘n Shake restaurant with their son—a minor—who ordered chili—which tends to be hot. But maybe not hot enough. So, the boy was also given hot sauce to liven up the chili—just in case. Problem was that the sauce the boy was given wasn’t the ‘usual’ sauce the boy was given—if you know what I mean. 

Sadly, this stuff had a little too much kick and the boy ended up in the hospital—he had difficulty breathing and suffered hives, severe pain and inflammation of his digestive system. Yikes! 

The Ganns claims that the employee who served them failed to warn them about how hot the hot sauce was. But the name of the sauce should have been a bit of a giveaway—it was “Blair’s Mega Death Sauce.” Hello! I think given that name the boy was lucky to have escaped with his life.

By the way, if you’re trying to gauge just how hot Blair’s is, one vendor states Blair’s should not be used undiluted given it packs a punch “500 times greater” than your average jalapeno.

Ahh…long live pizza margherita… 

Duck, Duck, Gooses? And this is a little worrying, on several levels. A young mother from Pennsylvania who took her children to Disney World in Orlando, Fl, is suing Disney over Donald Duck’s interpretation of “Hello”. 

She took her kids to Disney World, as millions of parents do every year, for a chance to have some good clean fun. As I understand it, never having set foot in the place myself, that typically involves close encounters of the fluffy kind—you know— warm fuzzy welcomes from larger-than-life sized Mickey Mice, and Donald Ducks et al.  

Well, the young mum got a little extra ‘up close and personal’ attention in her close encounter—when, she claims, Donald groped her—grabbed her chest and made lewd gestures while she was holding one of her children… “oh boy!” as Donald would say. 

So she’s suing Disney for something in the region of $50,000 in damages—claiming “the incident left her traumatized and suffering from flashbacks, nightmares, anxiety, headaches, nausea, cold sweats, insomnia and digestive problems. 

Personally, I would suffer all that and more just from seeing a life-sized Donald Duck up close—never mind the groping! But then he never did strike me as being all that pleasant…even when I was young. 

Police as Quality Control? This story, to my mind, is right up there with calling 911 for a ride home… 

Somewhere in Pittsburgh someone is selling bad pot. So bad, in fact, that the guy who bought some called the police to complain about it. No, not kidding. 

Apparently, he told the police that he bought the substance—whatever it was—earlier that day and that “it was nasty” when he smoked it. You can only imagine some of the phone calls police and emergency departments must get … 

In any event, Uniontown Detective Donald Gmitter told the local news outlets that a field test determined the substance wasn’t pot at all. But they didn’t say what it was. 

And, to add insult to injury, the 21-year old who bought the bad stuff could end up facing charges of possessing a counterfeit controlled substance. Caveat Emptor baby!

Tags: Blair's Mega Death Sauce, Disney, Donald Duck, Marijuana, Pot, Steak n Shake, Tortelicious

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