When it comes to nagas, T-scorps, and 7-pots, I think a healthy dose of both fear and respect is in order. I actually got fresh bhut pods sent to me in the mail last year. They were HUGE, and the smell of them made the kitchen smell amazing. The color was intensely scary, their size was scary (I swear some were almost 5 inches long) and those crazy pimples that look like claws and hooks all over them had me shook. I knew better than to just take a bite, but still my roommate and I had to try some fresh pod. We cut a few ring slices from around the top and popped them in our mouths. Serious shit man. It was by far the most intense experience I've encountered in pepperdom. My girlfriend wanted to try a piece, so I cut her a paper thin slice that didn't even penetrate through to the placenta thinking it wouldn't be so bad. Forgot about all the cap resin coating the knife. She danced around the house hurling obscenities at me and the pepper, the best of which was, "That plant is EVIL!"
I cut those things up wearing nitrile gloves (because of reading this
http://thechileman.blogspot.com/ Scroll down to the "April 14th- the worst day of my life" post) and saved all the seeds by removing them with tweezers to keep the placenta intact. I turned them into a small woozy bottle of "concentrate" that was just bhuts, vinegar and salt, and even a couple of drops of that stuff in ketchup can render it
almost too hot to eat. I still have half of that bottle left, and whenever someone wants to try something hotter than my standard sauce, I break out the XXX Naga Death and a glass of milk for them. It always ends with them lying on a couch somewhere for a while, or trying to douse the flames with beer and feeling sorry they'd done it.
In short, as scary as they are, that's why we grow them! We're truly weirdos. And I can't wait for fresh pods from mine. I love that fear factor that goes along with the superhots. Makes dorfin twice as enjoyable after the heat calms down!