My work sells “the world’s hottest gummy bear.” It’s literally 1 gummy bear in a box that is, if I recall correctly, 5 million scoville. That’s 5x hotter than our hottest hot sauce. I warn people to have bread and milk on hand—especially if there are tween boys involved.
One time when we were (foolish) kids, me, my brother, and a friend played marco polo in the dark in the church basement. Me with my eyes closed ran into one of the cement support pillars… I think I saw stars
The house I live in, a parsonage, was built in the mid 1800s and entirely renovated in ’97. While the project was led by a contractor in the church, most of the labor was done by volunteer church people, including, apparently, some of the wiring. The overhead light in what is now my room works fine, but the switch slowly got harder to turn on. When I was a teenager we used to wedge something under the switch to put enough pressure on it. Now I just use floor lamps instead.
“noph?”