For the love of all that is holy, please do not make the ‘Stovetop Challenge’ a thing
by Katie Way
We live in difficult times. One might even say they're… challenging.
But fucking seriously, between teens eating Tide Pods for internet clout to people feeding their Golden Retrievers eggs to go viral — which could kill those dogs in the process — we are straight up injuring ourselves and the ones we love in the name of the Internet Challenge. And it is not okay.
So I am begging you, dear reader — do not add to the ever-growing list of trials and tribulations of this deeply stupid modern age by participating in the Stovetop Challenge.
Oh, what's the Stovetop Challenge? Exactly what it fucking sounds like: you put your arm on a hot stovetop and see how long you can hold it there.
Here's a nice little visual summary:
To nobody's surprise, yes, he burns the shit out of his arm. Not gonna include a screenshot of that, sorry sickos.
Watch the full video of 'participating' below if you can stomach it:
So far it appears that only the person in the video above, posted to Live Leak on Monday, actually has.
So let's nip this shit in the bud right now. Just don't do it.
Don't. Do not!
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