Joy of Burning.

Some of you may remember explodingcat's adventure with capsaicin burn.

Now, you'd think he learned a good lesson there, right?

Twenty minutes ago, he walks in with a scotch bonnet pepper. Says, "Hey you wanted this in the meatloaf, right?" I confirm, tell him to wear gloves, and he wanders off.

He comes in shortly thereafter, stumbling against doorways . . . his eyes are screwed shut and streaming. "I think I got pepper juice in my eyes."

So I quickly look up a fix and tell him I'll go cut the aloe. Being manly he says, "NO! Oh, god. No! You can't cut that!" (I'm allergic.)

So I fill the eyewash cup.

He washes out his eyes. Tells me that it's amazing stuff because it works on both icy hot and pepper juice.

Then I ask him, "Honey, did you wear gloves?"

"No. I didn't really touch it that much."
"Did you think I was joking about the gloves."

He nods and shakes his head at the same time.

"Sweetie, I'm trying not to laugh at you while you're in excruciating pain, but . . . . Do you KNOW what the scoville units are on the teeny little pepper you just cut?"
"No."
"125,000 to 350,000. It's up there with the habanero."
"oh."

He wanders back to the kitchen with his bloodshot eyes and I descend upon LJ.

Shuuuun the non-believer!

A friend felt compelled to share this youtube vid.

I'm not sure I'm going to forgive her.