about having a bee stuck in your underpants, is being able to later tell people that once you had a bee stuck in your underpants.
The same truth applies to having a bee stuck in your motorcycle helmet.
reminds me of a time I was cutting hot peppers and then used the restroom without washing my hands first!
You gentlemen need to be more careful. I’ve never had any of those things happen.
Susan
I’ve thankfully never experienced anything quite like that. I have, however, been passed by a poultry truck; it took nearly an hour to get that fowl stench out of my helmet.
I’ve been there. It’s no joke.
I strongly recommend the wearing of latex gloves whilst cutting those capsicums.
Of course, that’s no help with the bee problem…
When I was 6 years old I had a bee fly up my nose while I was riding my bike. It is much more fun (and less bloody) telling about it than it was experiencing it.
Mike
So, is that a bee in your underwear, or are you just happy to see me? 
djm
Sometimes washing your hands isn’t enough. I do my absolute best now to hold chiles with a fork when I’m cutting them up.
The first “incident of this type” that happened to me was in high school, when I put Atomic Balm on a pulled groin muscle. With chiles you burn for only six minutes, with AB it was hours.
I take issue with this. It was more like forty minutes. I showered three times. It was agony. I suspect the foreskin may have been involved in recontamination.
I’ve found that the same holds true for having eaten a bee, albeit unwillingly. They do taste nice and sweet, but boy do they have a sharpness! 
Of course, you can’t recite the story until the swelling of the tongue goes down.
When I was a kid, I blew a macaroni through my nose. It had nothing to do with bees at all.
Probably different for different parts of the body, or maybe your exposure was greater. I suspect the six minutes rule is for the mouth.
Believe me, you have my empathy.
I’m not completely sure where this conversation is going.
Sounds like it bees messy.
My wife has had problems with cleaning poblano peppers recently. Weak pepper, but the chemical is the same. to her credit, she was smart enough to ware latex gloves to take her contacts out. I have crushed dried habaneros in my hand as I have with other peppers. Had to shower with my hand outside of the warm water because it burned if I didn’t for the next three days. I hold the things down and cut them through the tines of a fork these days.
One bee. Ha Ha. I laugh in your face. When I was a kid, I stepped on a beehive while my family was visiting my Dad’s aunt.
They make arthritis medicine out of that stuff. It’s heat is supposed to dull pain. I think that’s because when your skin is on fire you forget about everything else.
O YEAH!?!?!
Well, when I was a kid, I stepped on THREE beehives,a dead frog and a lit cigarette butt simultaneously at a cousin’s mother in-law’s stepchild’s brother’s house, while blowing a macaroni out of my nose! nnyah 