https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9k-SBpElcWA.............. I ate a Carolina Reaper on a dare from some hipster urban farmers at a local market in Philadelphia in August 2015. I have never had a problem eating very spicy foods.
The dare was to chew it for 10 seconds before swallowing, and though the pain in my mouth was very intense, I was able to manage walking around the farmers market for another 15 or so minutes after ingestion.
Once that little fucking thing got settled in my stomach, it was a *problem*.
The extreme irritation caused massive inflammatory mucus production and soon after I started to uncontrollably heave.
I puked behind a fucking dumpster next to the farmer's market.
I puked in the street while dragging my ass home, and several people asked me if I was ok, with an unmistakable look of both fear and fascination in their eyes.
I must have looked like I was on the brink of death, or extremely cracked out on PCP or something like that. Just COMPLETELY unpresentable.
When I got home, once I was done puking actual material, I puked up a combination of air and residual liquid. All of this liquid was red hot poison fire. It got in my eyes, nose, ears, ass, you name it.
It got to a point where I was meditating and doing deep breathing between heaves in order to settle my shit down and not suffocate.
I'll never forget that as long as I live.
Respect this fucking fruit. It is weaponized capsaicin. I basically sprayed mace into the back of my throat and swallowed, on a hot and muggy summer day. You think you can handle it but you can't. ..............
I don't like hot food, this is like a nightmare for me