This thread brings back an amusing post-gig story that I'd like to share with y'all. One night back in '97 or so I had a bunch of folks come back to my house for some food, hot tubbing, and whatever..... . There were about 10 of us there, a few musicians, and a few girls from the show. I had some Dave's Insanity Private Reserve hot sauce in my fridge, that was so fucking hot that you had to sign a waiver when you bought it. Made from the extract of habanero and scotch bonnet peppers. So, one of these girls (a 25 year old, surgically enhanced Cameron Diaz-looking gal, not at all bright) sees it and says "Hey, I want to try that stuff!" . I told her that she should not do that, but she kept forcing the issue. So she put a tiny little drop on her finger, tried it... and fucking LOST IT. She started looking for something so put in her mouth to contain the heat and ended up licking a bottle of gin that I had in my freezer. But it gets better. There was this percussion player there who was a complete megalomaniac hip-hopper who called himself "The Masta". He stayed and partied with a few folks after I'd gone in and crashed. I guess he spread a layer of this shit on a piece of toast and took a big old bite of it. Apparently he was up all night shitting red-hot razor blades!!! I used the stuff to cook, and all you needed was like one drop to make a whole batch of chili super hot.