And the metabolism increase burns fat and gets rid of toxicity," says Currie. "If I get someone to try a Reaper, just a sliver, at first they're like aaaaaaaugh!" he says, laughing, with less supervillainous cruelty than I'd been expecting. himself) chili pain and pleasure coexist in a fragile balance, that those who chomp on stomach-demolishing peppers, sauces, and spices aren't trying to embark on Homer Simpson vision quests or outduel each other for alpha-male spice supremacy. A soft-spoken former chemist and something of a holistic ambassador for the world of hot pepper, Currie says that for some people (i.e.
This made the Reaper a pretty big deal for its inventor, Ed Currie, CEO of the Rock Hill, South Carolina–based company called-say it with me-PuckerButt. A guy who spent eight years with Axl Rose as his boss is getting slaughtered by a tortilla chip while his wife is like, eh, whatever. Jen, next to him, continues to seem totally fine. "I no longer have use of my eye," he says, half-laughing through tears and mucus. A few minutes in, he absently brushes his right eye, which, because his immune system works, immediately swells shut. I'm feeling kind of sweaty." He grimaces, forces some smiles, the fire inching back up his throat. "If you like pain, you're gonna like this," he says, through breaths that grow increasingly panting. Bumblefoot, meanwhile, looks like somebody hit self-destruct on his face. In the video, the guitarist, Ron "Bumblefoot" Thal, places the shard of fire on his tongue as his wife of 27 years, Jen, does the same. The box contained a tortilla chip-one single chip-made from the dust of the Carolina Reaper, the hottest pepper on Earth, designed solely to obliterate the senses. Late last year, the former guitarist for Guns N’ Roses propped up his camera phone, pressed the record button, produced a cherry red coffin-shaped box, and put its contents directly in his mouth.
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