A couple of years ago I went to France to do some shopping. In the fruit isle of the supermarket, I spied a lovely looking fruit, which was about the size of a small egg, being a curious man and always in the market to try out new tastes, I thought that I would give it go and take a bite
if it was good I would buy some to munch on the ferry home. I dont read or speak French so the name of the fruit was something I just ignored a piments, I think it was called, just didnt mean anything to me.
How the security men, watching on the remote camera, must have laughed, my wife certainly did! It was a Habanero chili with a Scoville rating of 100,000 350,000, which I know is not the hottest chilly, but it certainly burned for well over half an hour and as for my delicate parts the next day
Ill say no more, but being kicked in the privates is a pain that is more comfortable than this, and I like chillies.