Popping!

The Brits have this awesome Thermos / Mug thingy that is called a 'thermug'.  It's basically, well - a thermos, but the lid is not a cup - the thermos is what you drink out of.  Anyways - every nation has its kit (i.e.: equipment) that they issue to their troops.  Some of it is cool - some if it stinks.  So - placed in the predicament, troops try and trade, buy, upgrade, modify kit... just so life gets more comfortable.  I saw a Royal Navy guy with this Thermug - wow - that's awesome!  You can pour your 'hot wet' (The Brit term for a hot tea or coffee), close it up and run away without your beverage scalding you!  Plus - the added benefit is that the dust (with all the 20-30% fecal matter in it) doesn't become a condiment in your beverage!  :)  (Yes - Happy Days!).  SO - I spoke to the sailor, and as most things go - did the whole soldier trading thing.  He offered to find a way to get me one.  As he was saying this, I saw him with his own thermug - shaking it to get whatever was in there mixed up.  I thought - cool!  Now I can get a tea, dump all the sugar and milk into the thermug, close it up then SHAKE it to get all the stuff mixed... NO SPOON!  Cool huh?  Well - the other day, I was making tea and he saw me.  'Making a coffee, Mate?'.  He walked around the corner and came back with... a thermug for me!  COOOOOL!  So - I thanked him, walked away and began figuring out how to clean it, etc..  When I finally got the thing cleaned (after a trip to the PX to pick up dish soap, etc.), I slapped a Regimental Sticker on it to claim it as mine.  A ha!  Now... the BEVERAGE!  I darted over to the kettle - as if a thief hiding something.  I waited imatiently until the water boiled.  Then - I poured the hot water in, closed the top, and began to shake the thermug.  Here I was shaking it and shaking it, then suddenly... BANG!  The lid EXPLODED off the top and FLEW across the room!

 

I should have remembered what my science teachers taught me!

 

Well - I fetched the lid (which went right into the garbage bin).  I went to the sailor and said 'what happened?'.  He said - 'when you saw me shaking that thing... it was GATORADE.' 

 

Haha!  Well - now I know.  ;)