Please no.
Last night Friend 'o RBR Van had a suggestion: Instead of doing the embarrassing admisions on Friday why not have me eat something completely horrible for every win? Full disclosure, this came about when he discovered I still have a jar of pickled pig lips in my refrigerator which he bought me last year as (hopefully) a joke for my birthday. So what say you, gentle RBR reader? Would you rather continue to revel in my frequently effeminate shopping habits or see me eating things that shouldn't be eaten after every win?