Friday, February 27, 2009

"Bout Sploded In My Pants"

Last night I an extreme soda pop explosion event! I was sitting in my recliner downstairs, minding my own business, when I heard this loud boom from behind me. When I say "loud boom" I really mean "loud fucking boom", I nearly soiled myself! Naturally all of the pets evacuated the room in about 2 seconds flat. I turned around expecting to see some kind of maximum carnage- but all I could see was the door hanging open on my wet bar fridge. In some ways I was dissappointed, a water heater hanging through a wall or something would have been much more memorable. Anyways, apparently two pop cans had simultaneously exploded and it had enough force to blow the mini-fridge door open. Here are the two suspects:

If any of my readers were camping with us the time some idiot threw a beer can in the fire (and didn't tell anyone) ... yeah, it was like that- minus the hot embers. There was also a third can that was just waiting to blow:

Yeah yeah, not the most exciting thing you'll read about today, but it scared the crap out of me when it happened. It's amazing the force that can build up in those pop cans.

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