Snore!
Dude, *sigh*, that made absolutely no fucking sense. I had an extremely hard time trying to figure out why the fuck Mr. T would even think of doing an eating contest, and even if he did, we're talking about Mr. T here! HE CAN'T LOSE AT ANYTHING! WHY? BECAUSE HE'S MR. T! Nice try, dumbass, but if Mr. T found out that you did this, and god forbid he saw it, he would throw you helluva far!