Soda.

Funny story. There’s this person I know (that’s not me) who (is not me) when really irritated at her boys (not mine) will sometimes (sometimes) passive-aggressively shake up random cans of soda in the office fridge in hopes of getting one to explode in someone’s face and somehow by that cause them to stop being annoying. So far it’s proven to be a failed experiment and no booby-trapped can has ever exploded in anybody’s face. But then I wouldn’t know. Because It wasn’t me. Yeah… (Shifty eyes)