If You Can't Take the Heat Don't Eat the Habanero

Ahhhh, hot peppers; the perfect companion to many dishes. Loved by many hated by some, you can always tell when something you ate had hot peppers in it. It may take a couple hours but, trust me, you'll know. Recently, on the news, I saw that there was a jalepeno eating contest. It's similar to the pie or hotdog eating contests. Well it reminded me of something that happened at work one day. A bunch of the guys were sitting around talking about the different hot foods we like. One guy had to outshine everyone else and said, "Yeah, I even drink tabasco sauce out the bottle. I eat peppers like Skittles." So us being the bored, sadistic bastards we are, had to make a challenge out of it. We googled the hottest peppers around and decided to get some Habaneros. We challenged him to eat a bag full of peppers with nothing to drink. So I went to the store and got the peppers and we sat down at lunch the next day with the peppers on the table waiting for dude to scarf 'em down. He opened the bag up, popped a pepper, chewed, and swallowed. After about the third or fourth we noticed he was turning fire red and his eyes looked like he smoked a pound of the sticky! We were killing ourselves laughing! But, he did get about halfway through the bag. And another thing; he didn't show up to work after that day. Then I got to thinking how hot peppers burn going in AND coming out. I could just see him at home handling his business, crying for the Lord like he caught the Holy Ghost! Damn, I hope he didn't have to be rushed to the ER for a severe case of the fire pants!