Theres a documentary on Hulu about spice culture. These people all fans of spicy peppers and hot sauces. Those crazy ones with names like "devils blood" and so on.
Apparently theres a reason for it. A lot of the people in the doc (not all of them) are recovering addicts. Others have the same kind of characteristics, they just never did drugs before, but the basis is the pepper causes such discomfort to the body that it releases a rush of endorphins and the folks get a natural high from it technically. Thats not to say theyre all eating it to "get high" but all of them state that once the pain mellows out they get the most euphoric feeling they cant get any other way.
All the drugs ive done and that shit still couldnt be me though.
I remember my step dad got a hot sauce one christmas. Every christmas he would make a giant 5 gallon pot of gumbo and we'd invite family and friends to come over and everyone would eat. His dumb ass thought he would add a few dashes of the hot sauce to the pot to give it a little kick that year. The pot was done by early afternoon and we had a few folks over but NOBODY could finish their bowl. Except for my step dad. Even then you could tell he was struggling and just suffering through it to try and prove a point. My mom was pissed though and made him go to the store and shop for more ingredients and remade the entire pot because whatever was left we would freeze and periodically eat through the year. So we had like 10 gallons of gumbo and we just put them together after guests left and the second pot diluted the spicy one enough to where it was tolerable lol.
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