Weve all seen that movie cliché, that one when one character sees that another is about to do something really bad and screams NOOOOOOO!!! in slow motion.
Well, I have experienced this IRL.
Many moons ago, I was at a house party well, more of an apartment party, but there you go. Anyway, the host had acquired a keg of cider from a European brewer. He had asked me to help tap it. The keg was resting in the dead-center of the kitchen hardwood floor, awaiting tappage. Due to my having amassed much experience in tapping kegs, I quickly realized he had an American tap you know, one of those that are a pump and spout with hoses?
And the smaller tap-poker-thingy?
Well, for some reason, he had a brainwave and I hear him say, Hey, maybe I can just force it
Thats when it happened: As I see the American tap going into the European keg, the world went slo-mo, I leapt toward him and the keg and yelled NOOOOOOOOO!!!!
PSHOK!!!
I found myself at the center of what could only be described as a cider explosion. Save for the cider-shadow I cast on the wall behind me, there wasnt a square inch of this kitchen that wasnt doused with cider. Ceiling, walls, floor, counters, table, chairs, cupboards, the host and I, dripping.
Despite me sticking to the furniture for the rest of the night, it still turned out to be a good party
So, whats your NOOOOOO! moment?
Well, I have experienced this IRL.
Many moons ago, I was at a house party well, more of an apartment party, but there you go. Anyway, the host had acquired a keg of cider from a European brewer. He had asked me to help tap it. The keg was resting in the dead-center of the kitchen hardwood floor, awaiting tappage. Due to my having amassed much experience in tapping kegs, I quickly realized he had an American tap you know, one of those that are a pump and spout with hoses?
And the smaller tap-poker-thingy?
Well, for some reason, he had a brainwave and I hear him say, Hey, maybe I can just force it
Thats when it happened: As I see the American tap going into the European keg, the world went slo-mo, I leapt toward him and the keg and yelled NOOOOOOOOO!!!!
PSHOK!!!
I found myself at the center of what could only be described as a cider explosion. Save for the cider-shadow I cast on the wall behind me, there wasnt a square inch of this kitchen that wasnt doused with cider. Ceiling, walls, floor, counters, table, chairs, cupboards, the host and I, dripping.
Despite me sticking to the furniture for the rest of the night, it still turned out to be a good party
So, whats your NOOOOOO! moment?
