I recently took a weekend ski trip with my fraternity. On Saturday I was snowboarding and having just a great day despite my hang-over. I was innocently standing in the lift line when two younger teens engaged in a ski pole war. Not cool. I was standing right behind them. I think you know what's comming... One of the kids grabbed his buddys pole and tried to rip it out of his hand, well the sharp end of the pole hit me directly in the eye. I got it patched up in the first aid station on the hill and stumbled my way back to the condo. Being that I had been skiing all day I was pretty hungry so I grabbed a bowl of chili. No one mentioned the fact there were habaneros in the chili. In my injured state I had very little visual capability, both eyes were watering profusely. I took a spoonfull of the chili and bit into something soft. "Wow this is a great tasting pepper. What is it?" Those were the last coherent words I was able to utter after eating the habanero for a good fifteen minutes. The heat hit me like a slowly moving freight train that was building up speed. Finally at the height of this religeous experience I was hooting howling like a dog in a tigers den. It was great! I loved every burning minute of it. Finally I can say I have eaten the hottest pepper in the world. I love it. Steve By the way, my eye is almost healed completely.