Ouch! some really painfull post's here, I have been lucky in life in this respect, but I have a corking story about My mate Gaz....
My mate gaz had recently wangled himself at the pizza pan down the road, And I had come to order a spicy pizza. I asked for "The most spiciest pizza you can muster, I want it HOT!!)
Anyway, the pizza pan was owned by the indian restaurant across the road, and the owner sent gaz over to pick up some grade A head blowing chillies for my pizza!!
Gaz returned From the Suhail with a couple of evil looking chillies, I think they were called habanero or summat similar. Gaz started chopping them up on his chopping block, I then noticed him rub his eye with the same hand he had been handling said chillies. I remember the owner shouting "Gaz, no!!" but it was to late.
Gaz began to emit a loud high pitched whining sound like a baby girl, then he did a sort of spacky dance round the pizza pan whilst punching his chest, much to the amusement of other diners.
He was directed to the wash basin where he spent the next hour splashing cold water into his eye socket. He claims this was the most pain he had ever been in and i can well beleive him.
As for the pizza, a co-worker finished cooking it and I ate the lot!! And it was fookin hot too!!!
