I've ordered a few times from Maritime Madness and have always been ecstatic with the sauces. When they had the last sale on, I did some research (watching the videos of the challenge) and decided to by the two pack. I got them this morning. Not the hottest I have ever experienced but by god it's a good second. The fact it wasn't the hottest didn't matter; what did matter is the manner in which the heat was delivered. I will start at the beginning and progress through the experience. On first look, the brittle looked well behaved yet mischievous, an unassuming square with a reddish dusting. Being cautious, I wore gloves as I removed the "treat" from the package. The first sniff was inconclusive and after a moment of hesitation, I stuffed the square into my mouth. Here is where the insidious nature of the challenge comes into play; as I was chewing, the brittle became less brittle and more gooey. I could immediately taste the peppers but wasn't overly concerned as I've had reapers before. If you enjoy the flavour of hot peppers, you will probably find this tasty. The introspection on the flavour lasted for approximately 10 seconds as the heat started to kick in. The heat built and built and built. My tongue became numb, the roof of my mouth began to tingle as the heat became fully pronounced, and yet, it got hotter. I swallowed and was rewarded by the burn consuming the back of my throat. I thought to myself, "Now I wait for the eventual loss of heat." I was wrong, the gooey brittle was still stuck in my teeth and continued to feed the fire. This forced me to use my tongue in a foolish attempt to dislodge the candied goodness. My tongue screamed voicelessly at my stupidity. My eyes began to sweat and my nose began to cry. After enduring this "entertainment" for an eternity (about 4 minutes to those watching from the outside), I took some refreshment to cool myself. The heat did go down fairly quickly but it has been nearly 8 hours since I did this, and my tongue is still sensitive. Meanwhile the second chunk is sitting in the corner mocking me to do it again. Well done Maritime Madness, well done.

I read these other reviews, and wonder, what did I do wrong? I mean, I suffered for a good 30 minutes, and then felt unpleasant for an hour after, but that was it... Other than some cramping overnight.
Having said that, WOAH!!! There is no heat ceiling to this brittle. It just gets hotter and hotter until every nerve in your mouth is screaming for mercy. I have a 5 minute rule with really spicy stuff. By 5 minutes, this felt like it was getting hotter, not waning. By the 30 minute mark, I was on my way to recovery.
I would definitely do it again with the right people. Fantastic product, worth trying if you like suffering for a good laugh.

The One Chunk Challenge - 2 pack

This is going to be a long one.
Originally, I purchased 2 of the One Chunks as a gag gift for two friends (along with some real hot sauces; I'm not a complete monster!). During a group gathering, they decided it was time to give 'em a try!
They were not okay.
Immediately there were frantic rushes to down as much milk as we had. The two of them cleared 8 L that night, along with a whole loaf of bread. 10 minutes later one was lying on the floor and the other was hunched over the toilet.
It was not simply the heat, but the One Chunk is also one stomach bomb! They were clutching their guts in agony for a good hour after consumption. Both described it as some of the worst pain they had ever felt.
Naturally, for inflicting such punishment on them, I too had to give it a try. Four more of us decided we'd attempt the challenge! Naturally we decided to film it this time, but our reactions were so fierce one of us vetoed airing it. One of us only downed half before running to the toilet, glass of milk in hand. The rest of us managed to finish the chunk in its entirety.
The initial heat is mouth-melting. The shovel-fulls of ice cream did nothing to quench the fires. The peanut brittle, being chewy, is the cruelest vector for heat transmission. It sticks to your teeth!
But the stomach cramping truly was the kicker. Imagine swallowing a super-heated knife. Yeah, that bad. Half an hour of agonising pain. I remember sitting in the bathroom with the cold realization that there is simply nothing you can do about it. You've just got to sit there and accept the pain. I'm determined the One Chunk is something Klingons would use to test their mettle!
The pain does subside, though the effects were still prominent hours later! My roommate had to stop to sit down every few metres on our walk home, just to settle his stomach.
All-in-all, the One Chunk does exactly as it promises. The package warns that taking the challenge probably isn't the brightest idea, and by golly, it's true! I highly recommend it if you're someone who enjoys conquering the spiciest food you can find. The One Chunk will present you with a worthy foe indeed!

I recommand.