When I was about 12-years-old, I seriously, hand raised, fit an entire pouch of Big League Chew and a whole roll of Bubble Tape in my mouth at the same time. I got in about 3 solid chews before the windpipe blockage caused an acute claustrophobic freak-out, whereupon I ripped out the disgusting human heart-sized blob and held it up triumphantly like Mola Ram in Temple of Doom.
