Seems that while my house is climbing in temperature from an early
morning 60F to a 90F mid-afternoon buzz-kill, that lil' bottle of
rooster icon'd joy is building jes enough pressure to make my Summer
day a real eye-opener! So, when I twisted that little green cap to
put some crimson goodness on my leftover cottage pie, a nice ruby drop
of hellfire soared upward right into my left eyeball. Yikes!

Fortunately, I was right next to the sink and had plenty of experience
with flooding a painfully open eyeball in a gush of cold water and the
errant droplet was out in a thrice. Whew!

Beware pressurized Sriracha bottles in Summer.

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