A Soul Made of Cayenne - The Cajun Fire-Eater
Last night's Taco Tuesday was held at Stick's house. Stick thinks of himself as a connoisseur of hot sauces, and he shined with pride as he showed a bottle that ranks 1,500,000 Scoville units. For scale, a habenero pepper averages 350,000-750,000, and some heat is lost when made into a hot-sauce.
I asked Stick if I could try it. He recommended I not, because it's known to make people cry in pain. I explained that I was raised on an array of hot-sauces and have an above-average tolerance. Stick can be very conceited and likes to prove himself better than everyone - whether it's by proving himself richer, smarter, stronger, etc... He grinned like Cheshire Cat as he poured a huge glob of it on a corn-chip for me.
I burned like a wildfire, but I've handled hotter. Not a flinch, cough, or hiccup. I just smiled and told him the flavor was nice - and it was! A slight smokey taste.
It put Stick in his place for once, and he asked if I had a soul.
Honeybun later told me that I had been a terrifying sight to behold as I casually ate liquid fire and smiled politely. I'd scared even him.