Story from a few years ago....

I have a chili cookoff at work every year. This particular time, I forgot to make my chili until around 11:30pm the night before the event. I'd been drinking heavily that night, so I busted through making a very spicy chicken chili much faster than I normally would. I used part of a habanero, like I normally do with my chicken chili, to give it a good kick. Got the chili made, set the crockpot, and went to bed.

At around 3am, I woke up feeling like someone was cutting my junk off with a red hot butter knife. I had evidently been shifting gears in my sleep. It kept me up awake and teary-eyed in constant pain for over 3 hrs. I wanted to die.

"Shifted gears"
LMAO

I learned years ago to wash my hands before I take a piss, it pays off IMO.


I have felt your pain. Once on an overnight stay in Junction City on business, I had a fresh cup of coffee in my hand after my shower and bumped my coffee holding elbow on the door jamb.

OMFG, instant pain in the junk area!

Since it was just an overnight stay, I didn't have a lot of clothes options so I went and bought all the crap I could find at a convenience store for burns not wearing any skivvies under my slacks. It was a brutal few days after that.

I thought that the ghost chili pepper was the hottest thing....then read that the Trinidad moruga scorpion was....then read it was:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carolina_Reaper

I grew some Carribean Red habaneros once. They're about twice as hot as a regular habanero and JFC they were hot.

rubber gloves are always a great idea when handling hot peppers :thumb:

I think I've posted this story multiple times, but anyway:

One of my best buddies in college worked for a lady called "the Pickle Lady" because she sold jarred pickled things at various craft shows and such. He spent an entire day chopping jalapenos for pickling once then went home and got frisky with his lady friend immediately afterward.

She was not happy. At all.

Amazingly, he and his lady friend are still together 15 years later.

The worst I've had personally was putting gasoline in our boat from a container, getting it all over my hands, then taking a piss and getting gasoline all over my dick.

Extremely uncomfortable.

Take that back. My asshole brother shoved his hand down my pants one time when I was watching TV on the couch. I thought he'd gone insane or gay or something until he started smirking/laughing and I started burning.

Icy Hot to the nuts.

"brother". Likely story.

It's Arkansas, so it's legit.

I'll be in your neck of the woods in Sept for the Bikers Blues and BBQ thing. we should meet up and have a beer. just don't bring your brother.

I will hopefully be out of town for BBBQ (our city is unbearable for locals during that festival). If I'm here, though, I'm down!

I bet. i've never been, but I hear it's insane. my brother and I are going down, but will be staying with my dad in Bella Vista