Hot Enough For You?

We were having pizza tonight for dinner. My dad likes his food with some kick so he pulled out the hot sauce. To be specific, it was Frank's Red Hot XTRA HOT Cayenne Pepper Sauce. My dad sprayed it liberally over his two slices of pizza.

The two South Korean kids that are staying with us are also prone to using plenty of hot sauce on their food, so they did the same. John, one of the two kids, didn't just spray it, though. He poured it onto the pizza so that it was pooling on all of the pepperoni and then dripping off. He covered one of his slices and then my dad stopped him before he started to put sauce on the second one. My dad explained that it was hot and that he should try it first.

Y'all know what happened. John proceeded to put even more sauce on the second slice.

All in all, we had a pretty fun time at dinner this evening. My dad ordered John to finish eating both slices since he had ignored my dad's advice. John went through 6 full glasses of water and juice in a feeble attempt to wash the sauce down. (Of course, I know that milk or bread is better for that but I wasn't going to ruin John's fun.) John eventually finished both slices about twenty minutes later. He kept complaining that his skin was hot and there were tears in his eyes and snot dripping from his nose as he held back the flames. The prolonged process alternately included jumping around in pain and making bold statements that it wasn't so hot after all.

Good story, I just wish there was a moral for it.