I bought the Sunday Times on Sunday (naturally) but never got round to reading it. So I pulled it out this morning and started to read my way through it. I got to page 13 and found a story entitled “I spend my time inspiring others” It is about a guy who was diagnosed with AIDS in 1984. He decided that he wanted to live life proper, and that he was going to start setting world records.
Some of his records have left me speechless saying “How is that possible?”
Here are some:
Drinking 211 cups of coffee in four hours. OH MY FUCK! Can you handle this? I would die from the caffeine and so would a normal person I think. You would either die from that or from over hydration. I can’t get over this, I want to believe it but I can’t. Let’s say a cup is 250ml’s. Mother of God, that’s 52 litres of coffee. I can’t believe! You are supposed to drink 2 litres of water a day. Let’s say his coffee was water as an example. He would have drunk enough for 26 days of living. Let’s say he weighs, uh, 80kg. That’s 1.54 cups of coffee for every kilogram of body weight. Now that I give these figures, it’s starting to sound almighty fucked up.
Eating 3.8kg of calamari in four hours. No please stop.
Disco dancing for 345 hours non stop (17 days) Impossible. You can’t not fucking sleep for 17 days. All a load of shit this.
Roller skated for 390 hours non stop.
No wonder this guy has not died of AIDS, I don’t think anything can actually kill him. What a machine. Even more hardcore than Jean Claude Van Damme and Chuck. Amazing. Speechless.
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