last night I got home and found in my mailbox, a Jiffy bag within which, was a little brown box, inside which, was stuffed a number of red chillies. Dorset Nagas supplied as a taster by the superior Mr J. Benn Esq. He had written on the box 'Very Hot'.
Big knockers, I thought, I can handle them.
Siobhan had been goading me into eating one whole ever since she found out what they were, and why they had been sent.
Anyway, I opened the box up and took one out. I nibbled the end off it, and nothing happened. Proclaiming my disappointment over the lack of hotness, I decided to eat the whole darn thing.
Nothing for about 5 seconds.
Well F*@£ my old boots. I have NEVER, EVER experienced ANYTHING like that before. I couldnt do ANYTHING with my mouth for the rest of the night. Saliva burnt my throat. Teeth burning, gums on fire, and tongue positively exploding. I spent a lot of the evening swilling milk in me gob.
They are brilliant
