Last Sunday night, 6 of us were enjoying our dinner meal onboard the Carnival Valor cruise ship (water floater for those of you who played Catch Phrase with us).
I was enjoying my steak and in the process of cutting my next bite when I heard a strange noise. I didn't instinctively think what it could be, but it sounded like something had exploded.
Glancing to my right, I noticed that where my glass of Cherry Coke used to be, there was now just a pile of ice and coke. Or so I thought. In actuality there was a pile of ice, coke, and the glass that used to be containing said drink.
Without being touched, simply sitting on the table, my Cherry Coke glass spontaneously combusted. Shards were later found in my mothers next bite (she was sitting to my left) and inside Jenny's top (sitting to my right).
It was hard to get people to sit next to me the next night at dinner, but I could also threaten people with my death stare at other dinner occasions.
Bermuda triangle?
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