If you want it virgin?
One drop per liter should have you set.
Honestly though, with a rating of 500,000 Scoville it’s probably prudent to start off by just dabbing a sewing needle into it, and then stirring the needle in the drink to see how you like it.
Pascal’s Wager: based on the obviously false assumption that there are no costs involved in abandoning an evidence-based worldview.
There is no “direct” Knights Templar connection because it was mythology made up against them during their trial in France. Centuries later, the occultist Levi popularized the Baphomet image that we all know, drawing from various esoteric Christian sources including popular views of Templars, secret orders, and magical Christianity. From there, it came over to British occultism and was embraced by such figures as Aleister Crowley.
This is all fairly well documented and doesn’t require your speculations that are more outre. You’re making up new reasons where none are necessary.
(This area is a topic of interest to me, all the moreso because my Master’s Thesis is on the beliefs concerning the soul in 19th century British occult orders. You’re trying to tell your grandmother how to suck eggs, son. This is my area of academic work and I was required to spend a lot of time on literature reviews of 19th century occult beliefs.)
Yeah. I’ve had chili with that in it that a coworker brought to a company chili cook off and only after several people choked on it did he bother to mention he considers his chili a “condiment”. I kept mine down but felt it all the way through. It might be satanic but I prefer peppers as they have unique flavor characteristics on top of just plain hot.
Yep, plenty of great killer chilli sauces out there.
A tap of a tiny speck of Blair’s Death Sauce would make for a bit of drama in the mixing.
Isn’t it strange and… I dunno, I hate to say ironic necessarily, that many of our most useful and tasty plants are only so useful and tasty due to their defense mechanisms?
Like capsaicin. It’s an evolved adaptation to prevent hearty-gutted mammals from eating the seeds, while leaving birds with their mild digestive capabilities unaffected.
Or THC, which is an insect repellent.
AMA on Reddit with Jex Blackmore this evening.
I am lost… I don’t know who he is?
You ever tried to grow any? THC is a lousy insect repellant. It’s more like a damn attractant.
I’m just dredging up what I remember from high school biology, and also repeating the pop sci.
I’m not particularly interested in horticulture. Just its products really. Heh, I learned my tetrapod physiology, and that’s when my concentration gave out.
Also based on the assumption that there is only one god and only one religion. You can quite easily end up in a wrong hell, and given that there are at least two mutually contradictory religions that doom every non-adherent to hell, you are actually guaranteed so.
Hallowed be Ori.
And Marcus Aurelius* drinks Pascal’s milkshake up!
“Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.”
*or he may never have said this at all - the jury is out.
Fungus, insects, you fucking name it, it’ll come along and cause bloody havoc. Slugs appear inordinately fond of the ol’ devil’s lettuce (allegedly, natch). Thrips. Fucking thrips. Little bastards.
Metatron from season nine I think of supernatural
Nope. Nope. Nope.
I won’t say Bloody Mary three times alone in front of a mirror, I won’t walk under a ladder. I wouldn’t sign this thing.
All idiotic, superstitious bullshit on my part, none of which do I believe in the slightest. And yet…
Nope. Nope. Nope.
Lolll, that’s exactly what they’re hoping for.
For what it’s worth, while it’s hard to measure the relative effectiveness of walking under a ladder from the background variation in people’s fortunes, and I’ve never signed this kind of contract, I can confirm that Bloody Mary in front of a mirror does nothing (at least, in the case of an ordinary non-haunted mirror).
You’re a braver person than me. The trick is knowing if you’re in front of a non-haunted mirror or the evil, demon-infested type. They can be very hard to distinguish between. (Though most dressing room mirrors seem to be the latter type in my experience.)
