I used to work in a family chili business and we would regularly work with/cook sauce with/have chili parties/competitions with the hottest chilis in the world, you can legit hallucinate off that stuff. Me and the boss once both pissed and touched our richards after handling Bhut Jolokias and drove to the store, bought bricks of butter and forgeted them it hurt so bad.
Still have a bhut jolokia bush out the front, has more chilis than we know what to do with.
Bitches are hot.