So I'm sitting out in the swing and noticed the habanero pepper plant I've nurtured from the time I found it in the junk pile at Walmart garden dept. needed watering.

I'm outdone with this plant-luxurious green leaves and lots of blooms, but only two teeny little peppers have formed. One of the peppers has been hanging there for weeks. It was about as big as a gumball and never grew any larger, nor did it ever ripen, turning that yellowish-gold ripe color I was waiting for.
So it's sitting there in its container on a table near the swing. I reach over and picked that green gumball, and took a tiny nip out of it. Green pepper taste, that's all. Disappointment. After all, it's supposed to be the hottest pepper on earth, but no heat. I took another nip. Nothing. So I took a bite of it, exposing the seeds which were as small as grains of salt.

Seeds are the clue to heat. As soon as I got seeds in my mouth, I was on fire! Eyes, nose, mouth watering profusely, I couldn't do anything except moan Hah, hah, hah, and went in the house and drank a glass of milk. No relief. Ate crackers and drank more milk. No relief, and I was hurting.
I had a jar of peanut butter on the table and took a big spoonful and coated mouth and tongue with it.
Almost instant relief. That really worked.

All I can say is that taking one teeny bite from that immature teeny little pepper was the hottest thing I've ever tasted, and I like hot pepper. Susil, you silly goof you!

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