We had words last weekend, he was an arse and did that annoying storming off thing that really winds me up.
I was ironing and the nearest thing to hand was the beer fridge. So I took 2 out at a time and shook them really hard and then put them back. I did another 2, and felt a bit calmer.
Didn't think anything of it, until last night when we were watching TV and he opened a bottle of beer and it exploded all over the floor.
I was impressed that they were still so fizzy.
He wasn't impressed when the next 3 did the same.
I really was lmao inside but had to feign ignorance.
especially when he said "It's like someone has been shaking them"
He put it down to the fact that they were on their side.
It was bloody funny though.
Unreasonable of me?