sunkist adventures
so since the asians were the coolest thing to happen to me, this is the second coolest.
my brother had his birthday party the other night, and there was so much crap from the store that we didn't have enough room in the fridge for all the 2 liter sodas, so we put a sunkist in the freezer and promptly forgot about it. this was at... probably 2 in the afternoon.
at about two in the morning (yes, 12 hours later) we remembered it. i took it out of the freezer and put it on the counter by the stove. derek was beside me, brian was to my left about 6 feet at the kitchen table, the rest were about 6 feet generally in front of me, down in the living room, on the couch and the floor, watching a movie. it was pretty much frozen. i decided that it looked like it would be a good slushie, so i started to open the cap. it started to fizz, and i was confused bcause i didn't think frozen things should fizz. derek, who was standing there with me, and i started making jokes about it exploding and shards of sunkist getting lodged in our faces. that sounds pretty sweet, if you ask me. so i asked anyone if they thought it might actually explode, and justin, being the definite authority on frozen soft drinks, assured me that, no, it would not explode. so i opened the cap all the way.
from my perspective: well, i think it's a natural reflex to blink/shut your eyes tightly when things explode. but i got to see at least some of the contents fly before i closed my eyes. it got all in my hair, on my glasses, past my glasses, my shirt...
from brian's perspective: he looked over as he heard the loud pop and saw a fountain of sunkist, the size, approximately, of the opening of the top of the bottle, fly up and hit the ceiling, and then proceed to shoot everywhere. by everywhere i mean coating just about everything within a 6 foot radius, reaching to the kitchen table, couch, carpet, everything.
the celing above the stove had a dark orange mark and was dripping soda. the stove was sticky, the floor was sticky. i tried my best to clean up then, but no one was helping me, there was stuff everywhere... so i left it and cleaned it in the morning.
every once in a while we still go into the pantry and find something with sticky orange stuff on it that was hastily put away and not cleaned off. i bet the top of the refrigerator still has sunkist on it.
my brother had his birthday party the other night, and there was so much crap from the store that we didn't have enough room in the fridge for all the 2 liter sodas, so we put a sunkist in the freezer and promptly forgot about it. this was at... probably 2 in the afternoon.
at about two in the morning (yes, 12 hours later) we remembered it. i took it out of the freezer and put it on the counter by the stove. derek was beside me, brian was to my left about 6 feet at the kitchen table, the rest were about 6 feet generally in front of me, down in the living room, on the couch and the floor, watching a movie. it was pretty much frozen. i decided that it looked like it would be a good slushie, so i started to open the cap. it started to fizz, and i was confused bcause i didn't think frozen things should fizz. derek, who was standing there with me, and i started making jokes about it exploding and shards of sunkist getting lodged in our faces. that sounds pretty sweet, if you ask me. so i asked anyone if they thought it might actually explode, and justin, being the definite authority on frozen soft drinks, assured me that, no, it would not explode. so i opened the cap all the way.
from my perspective: well, i think it's a natural reflex to blink/shut your eyes tightly when things explode. but i got to see at least some of the contents fly before i closed my eyes. it got all in my hair, on my glasses, past my glasses, my shirt...
from brian's perspective: he looked over as he heard the loud pop and saw a fountain of sunkist, the size, approximately, of the opening of the top of the bottle, fly up and hit the ceiling, and then proceed to shoot everywhere. by everywhere i mean coating just about everything within a 6 foot radius, reaching to the kitchen table, couch, carpet, everything.
the celing above the stove had a dark orange mark and was dripping soda. the stove was sticky, the floor was sticky. i tried my best to clean up then, but no one was helping me, there was stuff everywhere... so i left it and cleaned it in the morning.
every once in a while we still go into the pantry and find something with sticky orange stuff on it that was hastily put away and not cleaned off. i bet the top of the refrigerator still has sunkist on it.