Carl Drinks One Hundred Shots

So Carl, we got a new drink on the menu, you think you’ve got the manhood to handle it?

Why do you think I call it The Incredible Bulk?

Here’s the deal. $100 bucks for 200 shots. But one catch: if you drink ‘em all, it’s free! But if you puke, it’s over!

That is probably the greatest thing I’ve ever heard.

Well, that is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard! You boys are silly, I’m leaving!

Piss off, Anastasia! Here’s your first shot, Carl. Goldschläger!

You think I’m a stranger to the cinnamon wealth? Give it here!

BARF!

Jesus Christ Carl, you drink like a chemo patient.

Damn it! I’m out a hundred bones!

That was a fluke, Angry Chef! Here, take another hundo, so I can break even!

Try a shot of Canadian rye. It’s like drinking an uppercut.

RALPH!

Here’s another hundred clams! I’ve got this, Angry Chef!

Try this Carl: it’s a shot of light beer!

NASAL!

Fifteen hundred dollars later…

Jesus Christ Carl, you didn’t even drink the shot that time.