So I accidentally bit into one of these while eating dinner with a friend at a Thai restaurant the other night. I had to write about this because it was one of the most painful experiences ever!
Heres the story...
I was eating soup and I saw a redish orange skinny thing floating and I thought it was a carrot. I am quite fond of carrots so I scooped it out and bit right in. Instantly there was an explosion in my mouth..my tounge, gums and throat where on fire! It felt like I drank some kind of chemical or got shocked in the mouth. Like and electric fire bomb had exploded. I drank water but that did nothing. I ate more soup and that was worse. I was tearing up and suddenly the sweats came over me. I was laughing and crying at the same time shocked that this was happening. We didn't have our dinner yet so there was no rice or carbs to use to soak up the lava in my mouth. My friend was trying to help but also laughing so hard at my current state that we nearly peed ourselves. After to glasses of water and some rice it began to subside. I had to let my dinner cool off before I could eat it because although it was not spicy, it was temperature hot and my mouth was ultra sensitive to that too. This might have been one of the funniest moments in public as well. I wonder what our neighbors thought..maybe thatI had mental issues and was having an episode?? But man, was that hot. I so wish I had this on video!
I may be a wimp but I can't imagine how some people can eat these and handle it...maybe they just take the pain for a dare or something who knows.
Does anyone have a similar story?
k :)
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Yep, a very similar thing happened to me. A couple of buddies and I were doing a bar-crawl one Saturday afternoon (into the evening) down at the Gaslamp District in San Diego. Along the way, we stopped at Moose's on 5th, where they were giving out "Chicken Poppers" at the door. Naturally, I took one… It was as if I had a piece of white-hot charcoal in my mouth = I lost my mind (+ I was already a little drunk to begin with). As I sat at the bar drinking water, eating chips and just literally "drooling all over”, everyone around me was laughing – though sympathetically – as they too had been caught the same way when they entered the place. Once I had regained my composure, I approached the manager and beseeched him to abort this vicious endeavor, stating that it was simply "not funny and actually quite cruel" to cause such actual, physical pain to uninformed patrons. He responded with, "Well, you didn't have to eat it." After I explained that I would not have, if it had come with a warning, this same manager simply shrugged his shoulders and turned his back on me. Now, at this point I had already drunk my fair share of brewskies. So I decided to head into the men's room to dispense my own brand of justice… and PEED (yes, Pi$$ed) ALL OVER THE MEN's ROOM... the walls, all the toilet seats, the mirrors and the sinks! And yes, I told the manager that I did it as my buddies and I left the premises, flipping him off as we went!!!
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