This was originally the Wendy's challenge. Order everything on the value menu and see who can eat it the fastest. Original story here:
http://madcowultimate.com/indexnorm.html

Some friends just did a Rally's challange because the Wendy's value menu is too long now. Here's the re-cap.

Note: I wasn't there, but I thought this was funny, can't tell if it's because I know the people or not.

Josh is the author.

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My brothers and sisters,

It was a fierce competition pitting man against man. Five men dared to enter the world of hurt that would be the Rally's challenge. Their quest began in a blue van. A blue van called vantacular. They piled in and set off to a place where "You gotta eat." The small cramped ordering counter seemed more like a phone booth than an actual fast food restaurant. The scent of flame broiled or hot juicy burgers did not fill the air. Nay! it was the scent of a burger forged in the fires of a time when Australia first began broadcasting AM radio. A time when Coca Cola foolishly thought it could change its formula (a change which last mere months). A time when The Nintendo Entertainment System was first released onto US soil. We are speaking of a burger so mighty it will give you gas through a fortnight.
The ordering began with a man named Spomo. He set the precedent for the next four orders. He paid for this order with nine dollars twenty six cents and an apology for what was still to come.
This was his order:
1.) Hot dog
2.) Small fry
3.) Chili
4.) BLT (packed with plenty of mayonnaise)
5.) Chili Cheese Burger
6.) Rally's Burger (tm)
7.) TWO Apple Pies
8.) Small Milkshake
9.) Carbonated Beverage. (to be sipped on during the proceedings)
Second up was a gentle, but strong man by the name of Josh. Josh approached the counter with haste. The group had fasted away most of the day and were in dire need of sustenance. "We need four more of that exact order, Sorry," he said to the clerk. Sensing our need for nourishment he beckoned to the back,"You know that order #157, well, we're gonna need four more of those. Get the reserve chili. The whole bucket."
It was about this time that a young well spoken gentleman walked into the establishment. It seems that he knew the place well, for he had been working there for three years. While he waited for his Mr.Pibb he conversed with our gathering of hunger ridden rapscallions. He conversed with them for about 20 minutes. He spoke of such interesting topics as his his lady, who was but 17. He was 19, but this mattered not to him, because he was going to get sex and she was willing. Therefore, she could not press charges against him for sexual assault. This gentleman also told our travelers that everything on the menu was "off the chain," especially the fish, but only when it was fresh out of the oil. This proper talk on the quality of food relieved four of our passengers and this is why.
Four of the members of our group were, but virgins to the fine establishment of Rally's. Four virgins that were about to be raped down the throat over and over again. Beginning with a juicy dog down the gob and finishing with a creamy white substance or brown depending on your taste. One of our comrades had already been down this road before.
The ordering was not swift, causing hunger pangs, but it was friendly. The quintet departed wondering if they should leave a tip, but not a one reached back into their wallet. Appreciation was given in the form of, "thank you so much" and "have a great night." The trip home was uneventful except for a slight spillage of soda by a man we will call Garbage (this is the exact reason we call him said name).
The mood was set at Lavelcher's abode with a viewing of Conan the Barbarian. After a small amount of set up the count down began...3...2...1...GO!
The first item was the dog. A dry dog, which cause two of our competitors to falter early in the night. Their names being Booth and Roach. When the dog was devoured, the contestants moved onto the small fry. Garbage pulled ahead with a strong showing early in the race. Sights of fear were seen on the face of Josh and Spomo. Thoughts ran through their heads. "How is this little fucker beating me," thought Josh. "God, I'd love another wiener in my mouth. I wonder what Belcher is doing later" thought Spomo. Next up was the chilli. This is where the tides turned for Garbage who was not a fan of the chili. Both Spomo and Josh pulled ahead of Garbage slightly. You're probably asking yourself how they pulled ahead. It was by a popular, but dangerous, technique called Not Chewing. It was a close race through the BLT for our three leading contenders, with only Spomo having trouble getting his tomato down. The tomatoes pained him and he was overhead saying, "I almost puked all over the rest of the food right there." The competitors knew that the next two items would not be as easy. The chili cheese burger put Garbage farther behind. "I think I'm hitting my wall," he said. As for Spomo, he had no trouble with the chili cheese and battled through the tomato on the Rally's burger as well. Josh was checking his blind spots and taking a commanding lead. The two challengers who had slipped early in the race were astounded by the quickness with which Josh threw food down his throat. Spomo, a true warrior, was not to be outdone though. It was the final stretch. Two apple pies and one small milkshake. It seemed as if our two leaders were actually enjoying their desserts. Unbeknownst to the others sitting at the oval coffee table, Josh was actually waging war on the apple pies. He pushed them down as they tried to push back. But, no man, and especially no apple pie would keep him from the finish line. Spomo putting in a final sprint to catch Josh downed his pies, Just seconds behind Josh in getting his milkshake from the fridge he thought he had a chance. As he returned to the table his hopes for first were dashed. "Theres no way Josh finished that milkshake already," he must have thought. But, it was true. A full milkshake was chugged in under 10 seconds. Josh, being the gracious winner that he is, spiked his cup on the table and walked into the kitchen to deal with the immanent freeze brain.
But, thats not it my faithful readers. Nay, The biggest battle was to be fought in the late minutes of the competition between those two monsters who slipped up earlier in the competition. It seems that they were saving themselves for their own private battle. Booth and Roach, cheered on by their rivals, went head to head with apple pies and milkshakes in hand. Booth fought diligently through the freeze brain, but in the end Roach and his wonderful milkshake mustache proved too much for Booth.
But what are the times I hear you all ask, I will give them to you.
In first place, collecting one pride point, with an astounding time of 9 minutes for ten items - Josh "Apeform" Lavelle
In second place with a disputed time of 11 or 12 minutes for ten items - Jared "Spomo" Kemp
In third place with a time of 20 minutes for ten items - Phil "Garbage" Cherosky
In fourth place with a time of 22 minutes for ten items - Sean "Roach" Roach
In fifth place with a time of 24 minutes for ten items - Steve "Booth" Booth
That, my friends, is the story of the Rally's challenge. A night to end all nights. Pass this story along, whether by voice, song, or dance, pass the story along. Let it be an instrument that inspires others to attempt challenges much like this one. Do not let it be forgotten.

Your faithful narrator.