Anyone enjoy being a "sleeper"?

cruzzfish said:
Like some other really painful things, like breaking a femur. If you where truly tough about it, then you wouldn't know that it was painful enough to boast about, if you catch what I'm trying to say.
 
Sorry to get back to this but…. being "tough" does not mean you don't feel pain, and nor does it mean you don't feel it intensely. I fractured my tibia a couple years ago. Stepped off a curb, rushing to get across the street to catch a bus, and landed half way on the edge of a sliver of a pothole in the street. My ankle gave and the tibia slammed into the other piece of cement. Soft tissue damage was greater than the fracture of the bone. What did I do? No crying or yelling, nor even calling for help. I tested it, found that I could walk in spite of the pain and made it across the street the rest of the way. Caught the bus and rode it to a medical center. Yes, I was limping, as it hurt like a mofo. I just did what I had to do. Still, I don't consider myself to be "tough". Ridiculously focused at times, but not tough.
 
Yes, the pain of childbirth is different from fracturing a bone, but it's still extremely intense. Childbirth = several hours. Fractured bone = several months. The pain of a superhot? Yes, very intense, but very, very short-lived - maybe 15 minutes, tops. Not a problem.
 
catch a 5.56 round to your person and we'll then talk about real pain verses chomping a pepper pod .... Mmm...K?
geeme is on track here
Catch a solid round and never know youve been hit till several hours later,yes Sir
Pain Management 101,Im just glad it wasnt a 7.62 . . . . . it was for a good cause though so . . . . .
 
geeme said:
 
Sorry to get back to this but…. being "tough" does not mean you don't feel pain, and nor does it mean you don't feel it intensely. I fractured my tibia a couple years ago. Stepped off a curb, rushing to get across the street to catch a bus, and landed half way on the edge of a sliver of a pothole in the street. My ankle gave and the tibia slammed into the other piece of cement. Soft tissue damage was greater than the fracture of the bone. What did I do? No crying or yelling, nor even calling for help. I tested it, found that I could walk in spite of the pain and made it across the street the rest of the way. Caught the bus and rode it to a medical center. Yes, I was limping, as it hurt like a mofo. I just did what I had to do. Still, I don't consider myself to be "tough". Ridiculously focused at times, but not tough.
 
Yes, the pain of childbirth is different from fracturing a bone, but it's still extremely intense. Childbirth = several hours. Fractured bone = several months. The pain of a superhot? Yes, very intense, but very, very short-lived - maybe 15 minutes, tops. Not a problem.
 
 
TNKS said:
catch a 5.56 round to your person and we'll then talk about real pain verses chomping a pepper pod .... Mmm...K?
geeme is on track here
Catch a solid round and never know youve been hit till several hours later,yes Sir
Pain Management 101,Im just glad it wasnt a 7.62 . . . . . it was for a good cause though so . . . . .
 
That's all well and good but have either of you ever had a paper cut?  :rofl:
 
+1 on the bringing powder to a restaurant and having it added to their hottest dish. Three times, someone has tried what I brought and couldn't handle it.
I brought a couple of Primos with me to a new Thai restaurant and used some in one of their already hot dishes. Their hottest wasn't all that hot. The lady waiting on us saw I added a fresh pepper and asked what I had. I showed her and gave her an extra one to share with everyone out back. A few minutes later I heard some commotion out back and then a few people came out talking and looking, but didn't I understand what they were saying.
Then, on the other side, I gave a sample of red brain powder to a manager of the Olive Garden that was enough to heat up about 4 plates of food the way I would eat it, thinking he would get a few chances to try it on a few different things. I talked to him later and he dumped the whole amount in one of their dishes and said it was great and wanted more. I gave him one of my Seriously Hot Peppers hats.
I see people every week who boast about being able to eat hot peppers, and then they eat what I have and just about explode, even when they try a really piece of pepper. Had 3 new people this last Monday night.Great fun! Tom
 
Shorerider said:
 
*Respect*
 
 
 
I disagree. My wife was a trooper in childbirth,  and did it three times without any painkillers!!!!! BUT, when she gets a paper cut the whole world knows about it.  :P
Sounds like my wife, but she can take more heat then most but at the same time doesn't very often, she liked the Serrano pepper I had for lunch. lol  She will also wont even try any of my super hots.  
 
I think most restaurants' versions of hot is probably hot for non-chiliheads. For most of us though, the hot dishes don't even register. I always ask for 'Thai Hot' in Thai restaurants but never expect much heat. The only restaurant exception I've found is a place called Rocky's Hot Chicken Shack, in Asheville, NC. I ate their hottest, had to sign a waiver. It was very hot, but not unbearable. It really killed my stomach though. I think they probably use extracts in their sauce/rub.
 
geeme said:
Yeah, and double that because I'm a chick. For some reason almost no one expects chicks to be able to handle any heat. I still postulate that if we can handle childbirth, a superhot ain't nuthin. 
 
Cut to me at a Chinese restaurant. I tell the waitress who barely speaks any English that I want a dish marked as spicy and she feels a need to warn me. I said "yes, this is what I want - how hot can you make it?" She said she can make it very hot, and I said that was what I wanted. She then got someone else who knew more English to try to explain how hot it was going to be, because maybe I did not understand. I said I wanted it as hot as they could make it. Shoulders shrugged, "the look" given (like this chick is cray cray), and they left for the kitchen. Cut to the dish brought to the table and the waitress again warning me how hot it was going to be. I smiled, took a bite, then started digging in. Next thing I know, all of the wait staff and even owners are crowded around watching me eat, pointing at me and smiling and chattering stuff I couldn't make out in Chinese. All were clearly impressed. I just kept eating.
You sure sound like my wife. Frankly I could never handle it has hot as her when we first met. But it was the male competitiveness in me that lead me down this road. Now she constantly reminds me of the days she could take more heat then me.
 
Many years ago i had a couple of kidney stones...talk about giving birth to a couple of pieces of glass! Watched my wife give birth to two kids and still think i suffered more! No epidural for me...
However on the chilli front...well, no competition there...she thinks i am insane. i must admit that i don't recommend putting your contact lenses in after cutting up a couple of Reapers! I screamed like a girl and think i set off all the dogs howling in the district. 
When eating at Thai and Indian restaurants here i always have to ask for Thai hot or Indian hot...not Kiwi hot which is normally offered. Only been caught out once by a chef who wanted to show me up when i asked for the hottest of the hot food. I took it like a man....left the restaurant...and went home to cry and put the toilet roll in the freezer....
 
Until this year, the hottest sauce I have had was my concentrated habanero sauce, which I carried every where, kind of like I used to carry bottle of tobasco sauce when I was in the Army, I tolerated Tobasco, not because of the heat, but because of the vinegar smell and taste.
My parent's took a vacation to South Texas several years back and discovered a shop that supposedly specialized in hot sauces. They picked me up two bottles of the hottest stuff this shop had to offer. Both habanero sauces with slightly different flavors. It was then I decided to start making my own.
 
I met some friends for pizza at a little hand out in Pekin, and took my hot sauce.
While eating, the table over asked to borrow hot sauce for their food and my friend handed them my sauce.
I was tickled to see my first victim and it brought both our tables quite a laugh at the poor unsuspecting guy that did not realize what he was getting himself in to. I felt bad for him, red faced runny nose, watering eyes
My friends remind me of that often when we go back out and warn people when they ask about my sauce.
 
Rush35 said:
Many years ago i had a couple of kidney stones...talk about giving birth to a couple of pieces of glass! Watched my wife give birth to two kids and still think i suffered more! No epidural for me…
Epidural…. hm… guess I should have asked for one of those! 
 
Rush35 said:
However on the chilli front...well, no competition there...she thinks i am insane. i must admit that i don't recommend putting your contact lenses in after cutting up a couple of Reapers! I screamed like a girl and think i set off all the dogs howling in the district.

When eating at Thai and Indian restaurants here i always have to ask for Thai hot or Indian hot...not Kiwi hot which is normally offered. Only been caught out once by a chef who wanted to show me up when i asked for the hottest of the hot food. I took it like a man....left the restaurant...and went home to cry and put the toilet roll in the freezer....
Wow. Just wow.
 
I had a good laugh yesterday as finally my friend tried some of his birthday present: Pax's Singularity. Apparently he got a few of his roommates to try it as well, and of course one of them was a showoff and paid a price for that. They all had some and were hollering about the pain, and the intensity. He has roommates who are pretty young, just at drinking age so they rushed and took too much. They all admitted to getting their a$$es kicked, and a new found respect for heat, lol. Every last one of them got a massive endorphin rush, and ended up passing out and falling asleep somewhat shortly after. My friend has had a problem sleeping lately, and he slept like a baby that night. :)
 
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