I Double Dog Dare You

Have you ever seen this video with Brian Regan? He talks about how serving sizes are too small. Last night we were playing a game with some friends and brought out a huge bag of M&Ms. They were just the plain kind (I like peanut better), but still, they were chocolate. After a couple small handfuls we started reading some of the nutritional information on the bag. A serving size of M&Ms is a quarter cup. A quarter cup! I of course, being a girl and able to pack away a lot of chocolate, scoffed at the idea of a quarter cup being a serving size and announced that I could eat a quarter cup of M&Ms in one handful. Nathan, who of course has a much better understanding of measurements, said I could not. We went back and forth a little bit and then he did it. He dared me to eat a quarter cup of M&Ms in one go.

Usually I don't take Nathan up on his dares. He usually offers to pay me $50 to $100 for his dares, but they are things like, "Eat one of Lincoln's boogers" and then I say no.

He offered no payment for this one. I guess he thought the chocolate would be payment enough.

Anyway, I stood up, went to the kitchen for the appropriate measuring cup, and dug out the M&Ms. I poured them into my hand to see just how much bigger than a normal handful it was. It overflowed a bit and to be honest, I got a little nervous. But only a little. I still thought I could do it, even if it was more M&Ms than I'd expected.

I poured the M&Ms back into the measuring cup and left them on the table for a bit. I got a cup of milk in an attempt to rid my mouth of lingering chocolate taste from the candies I'd already eaten. I wanted to wait until I really wanted more chocolate and wasn't just eating them because they were in front of me.

Well, that didn't happen. I mentioned in the beginning that we were playing a game during this. Well, Nathan did something in the game that ticked me off. I don't remember exactly what it was, maybe he killed my Congenial Bunny or something, but I got mad, grabbed the measuring cup full of M&Ms and began downing it.

It

Was

A

Lot

Of

M

&

Ms

.

But I did it. There were two M&Ms that got stuck in the measuring cup. I sat there shaking the cup and trying to hit it against my mouth without knocking the M&Ms overflowing from my mouth out. They wouldn't budge. So one of our friends grabbed two more from the bag and I added them to my mouth. (The two in the cup were wet with my spit, hence her not grabbing the two from in the cup.)

I may never eat another M&M as long as I live.


At least not the plain ones.