You say, "Hey, that's probably not a good idea." I say, "Hold my Puffalump and watch this." Welcome, Oppo, to the gastrointestinal adventures of Stef.
Disclaimer: This has little to do with cars, aside from the fact that the aftermath of spicy food will make you drive faster for the worst reason possible. Here's a beautiful 911 for your time, which also experiences a great deal of combustion in its posterior:
I love spicy food. If there's a ghost chile option, I'm going to order it. If it's an edible item marked with warnings, disclaimers, and multiple little flames or skulls and crossbones, I'm probably going to stick it in my mouth. If there's some kind of spicy food contest, I'm probably going to accidentally walk right into it because that's what I want off the menu. I meet with a group of people to eat Nuclear Tacos every month, and every year, we make make unsuspecting tourists at SXSW cry for Mommy. I might sweat or squirm a little after eating some of the more questionable items, but you know what? I'm usually dumb enough to go for it.
Most of all, I'm pretty sure I will have no stomach lining left by the time I'm forty, but who cares? That's just extra weight, and weight makes you slow. Add lightness via naga jolokia? Yes!
The really spicy stuff goes right through, anyway. It's that mild stuff that'll stew in your intestines for days upon end. Go big or go home.
The most recent dubious dietary choice? Trying all of Torchy's "Some Like It Hot" specials in one day. Torchy's Tacos is a local chain that is aggressively expanding into nearly every empty hole of restaurant-zoned real estate throughout Texas. The tacos and queso are good, so I can't complain. They also usually feature a Taco of the Month, where some crazy fancy gringo taco is only available for that month and then *poof*, bye-bye for a good, long while.
This is August, though, which is hotter and sweatier than Satan's armpit, so Torchy's decided to feature four Tacos of the Month: one released every week, each one spicier than its predecessor.
I had almost forgotten that there were possibly weapons-grade tacos for sale this month until a friend posted a photo of him sweating quite a bit in response to the Week 4 taco. Okay, time to try out some spicy goodness, then. I fired up the Postmates delivery app to lazymode some tacos in, and tried three of the four for lunch.