Per a former coworker who had one, those aren’t pleasant either.
Yeah, if it had gone in the stripper’s eyes you’d be in all kinds of trouble.
Possibly not such a great solution depending on what you want to do with your husband after the meal.
Having just finished up watching season 7 of Buffy, I can say that Nathan Fillion’s thumb is something for this list.
I should add - tear gas. All of those macho movies I watched as a child showing the hero boldly holding off the affects of tear gas through willpower…BULLSHIT!
Also, from my friend, that weirdly volunteered to be a guinea pig for both pepper spray and a taser (although not at the same time), - pepper spray.
Is it okay to get the moon in your eye…like a big pizza pie?
That’s a moray, therefore eel-advised.
I once put the lit end of a cigarette in my eye. Emergency room followed.
Let that be a lesson in planning: next time, go to the emergency room first.
We need to bring back the wet trout slapping.
When you spread red pepper flakes on hot pizza, be careful of blow-back when you blow on it to cool it down.
Also, when you go open a bottle of champagne on your honeymoon, be sure to point the cork away from your face when you take off the wire.
Yeah, good times. Good times. :smack:
Your friend thought pepper spray was worse than a taser in the eye?
Scotch bonnet pepper. Had nitrile gloves on, made an excellent escaveitch snapper dinner, and more or less forgot about it, until bedtime when I was taking out contacts.
Make that one contact. I thought someone shoved a burning poker in my eye. Holy shit that hurt!
I also make a point of not handling my junk after dealing with hot peppers, even with gloves and washing. Nothing wrong with sitting down to pee for the remainder of the day until you are certain the capsaicin has worn off (and the milk rinsing of hands). The alternative is fairly miserable!
Oh, yeah.
One metal chip per customer per lifetime. And it does no good to wash that little fucker out at the eyewash station because all the demons of Hell have come along for the ride and you’re screwed anyway because now your cornea is scratched and you’re not going to be able to sleep or think or move your eyeball or blink for a day or two and who knew that any of us had that many tears to spare and boy dontcha think I’d have had safety glasses on but no and you bet your ass I’ve had them on ever since and will for the rest of my life.
Yep. Exactly one per lifetime.