I find it interesting that the British obsession with alcohol poisoning as a rite is considered insufficient as a means to convey native robustness, that we have to have Curry Competitions to separate the men from the panty-waists.
Apparently, a restaurant in Edinburgh has hospitalised contestants in a apparent bid to "raise charity".
One wonders if the totals raised exceeded the cost to the tax payer for the abuse of our cash-strapped free-on-demand health service.
One attention-seeking contestant admitted;
"I've always enjoyed spicy foods and thought this was for a good cause. But it came with a price, I had to be taken to the ERI twice.
"I first went to hospital at around 4pm and the second time was at 9pm. It got really bad. I have never endured such pain in my life."
Mr Ali (the perpetrator) said he felt the competition had gone well, but that he had overestimated how much heat the competitors could take.
As the Media Blog so succinctly observes:
Ah yes, the old "vomiting, collapsing, sweating and panting" publicity stunt - a winner for any restaurant.
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