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Two years ago this very day, the famous and historic Hot Sauce Incident occurred when Tim Brown sampled the Inferno Sauce at Jungle Jim’s, an international and specialty food store in Fairfield, Ohio, about 30 minutes from Bandit World Headquarters. We couldn’t possibly describe what occurred that fateful day better than Tim himself, who recalled the experience for his many readers on his popular Blogga Blogga Blog as such:

“Something very bizarre happened today.

Today we goed to Jungle Jim’s (that gigantic supermarket north of Cincinnati). Now, while I was in there, they had various degrees of hot sauce laid out for customers to sample. They ranged from mild to hot to extremely hot to Inferno, as they called it.

I grabbed a chip and put a tiny, tiny, tiny drop of Inferno sauce on it. And I mean tiny. I devoured the chip.

The sauce started off merely spicy, but within a few seconds, I was rushing over to the soda machine. It was almost unbearable. I got a bottle of water from the machine and guzzled it.

This failed to alleviate the torture. I went looking for the bathroom so I could hold my mouth under the faucet and drink out of that until the feeling subsided. But I couldn’t find the bathroom, so I just had to hyperventilate to deal with the pain.

After about 10 minutes of this, I continued shopping as the torment slowly went away. I didn’t think it would get any worse (although my ears felt clogged after devouring the chip with the hot sauce).

But about 20 minutes later, the burn drifted down into my stomach. I knew trouble loomed. I remember feeling this way once before, and that was in the CPH gulag when they injected me with some drug when I first entered. A feeling of nausea and urgency grew, and I began trembling.

I couldn’t stand, and I could barely speak. I had no strength whatsoever. I had to lay down on my back on the floor. I thought for sure I was going to pass out. And if not, I feared I may throw up. I felt barely conscious, and the woman at a sample table quickly brang over a cup of pear juice.

Apparently, pear juice breaks up the enzymes in the hot sauce, so they had a supply handy. A group of people gathered and repeatedly provided cups of the zesty liquid. I probably drank about a gallon of it before I even felt any better at all. It took all my strength even to stand back up, even after downing all that pear juice.

A woman who worked near the hot sauce samples said every customer is different. One customer had reportedly eaten a handful of chips slathered with Inferno sauce and showed no reaction. Another had passed out completely from just a drop of the sauce and couldn’t be awakened even on the way to the hospital.

After I drank the pear juice and continued shopping, I still felt a little weak, but I figured I could go on. But when I got home, I collapsed in bed and laid on my back for hours. As with the CPH incident, I got severe diarrhea.

And that hot sauce is almost as hot coming out as it is going in!

So whatever you do, be careful around Inferno hot sauce.

The entire incident is reminiscent of the episode of ‘The Simpsons’ in which Homer went to a chili eating contest and swallowed that hot pepper.

Also, while we were at Jungle Jim’s, some woman bubbled.”