Assuming that doesn’t happen?
Then it wasn’t really vomiting, it was just a vurp.
Where do you draw the line between a vomit and a vurp?
If you vomit because there’s too much food in your stomach, and then you swallow the food you just vomited - leaving you right back where you started - and you continue to eat, how could you not vomit again?
I dunno. Maybe one wouldn’t vomit out of fullness. Maybe anxiety about the competition or swallowing something in a bad fashion is the cause. When the stomach’s that full, coughing could probably lead to vomiting. Even if the stomach’s too full, maybe by the time you swallowed the vomit, it had stretched, allowing for more food. I think it’s not as silly a question as it sounds.
Maybe you vomited for a psychological reason – you got creeped out by the sight of a piece of nasty gristle?
Your trying to eat a 4.5 pound steak,baked potato, shrip, and a roll (with butter) and you vomited because of nerves!?
HAHA
Actually even if something like that happened who would admit it?
“Nah I could have finished it, I just got a little nervous”
Wow, that’s one sad story. Guess that’s why I don’t understand these types of gorging “contests.”
Death’s too random as it is.
Are you gonna tell a guy who just swallowed his own vomit and kept eating that he’s out of the contest? That guy could probably kick Chuck Norris’s ass.
By this little rhyme: If it stays in the mouth, you’re not going south, but if it slips past your lips it’s vomit there that drips
I dunno. I think a steak should be enjoyed. Already, people have been saying to order it well-done, and I’m a run-it-through-a-warm-room person. If you’re swallowing vomit, you’re not enjoying anything. (Or if you are, :eek: ) What’s the point of free food if it’s an ordeal?
I just did the white bread thing in nineteen seconds. If I could find some saltines, I would try it, too.
Okay. The saltine challenge is impossible.
I vomited like crazy when I did the challenge, but I wasn’t full. I could have easily fit the rest of the food in my stomach, but the texture of the steak as it got colder and colder became unbearably nauseating. Trust me, the most important thing is to break up the texture by rationing your sides. If I had saved the salad or something until the end when that texture was starting to kill me, I am certain I could have done it.
I tried the 60 second cracker thing with 2 Melba toast crackers at lunch today. They were about as long and thick as saltines. It took me about 80.
I am a food gorging failure.
Pussy. I just did two slices of white bread. No water, no nuthin’. The real problem is rooting around in the back of your mouth to get the end bits out.
Saltines’ll kick anyone’s ass any day, though.
Oh, and even if the after dinner mint is “wafer thin,” I highly recommend not eating it. 
Maybe you already answered this, but I missed it. ** Cisco**, you* are * going to let us know when we can watch you do this via their webcam, correct?
I mean, you’re just teasing us now if you don’t.
This is extremely disgusting and fascinating. I love how analytically everyone is speaking of pacing yourself, extracting bits from the back of the mouth, etc. I await Cisco’s ordeal with bated breath, as it were.
I think that half the fun [?] of the steak challenge must be on the audience’s side, provided they’re game for it. But how appetizing can it be to have this spectacle going on while you’re trying to enjoy your own meal at a leisurely pace?
And has a vomiting binger ever set off a chain reaction? [cue Monty Python]
Hmm, I wonder if the Pythons had heard of eating contests and challenges and if that helped inspire the restaurant scene in The Meaning of Life…