Drinks can loudness


#1

That’s right, this is a thread about the audible volume of opening a soft drink can.

My findings are that Pepsi Max cans are at the satisfyingly subtle end, you could probably open one during a funeral and get away with it.

At the other end of the scale, I opened a Fanta Zero a while back and it sounded like Krakatoa.

I’d be delighted to hear of your own thoughts regarding this, and we may eventually be able to publish the findings in a scientific journal.


#2

Foods can quietness


#3

That’s a different thread.


#4

I barely know 'er!


#5

Sorry, that’s all I’ve got to contribute.


#6

Down it quickly and then do a massive burp just after the curtains close.


#7

A funeral at…the theatre?


#8

Tell you what has a wonderfully understated opening sound, those cans of Rubro you can get at Nandos. I prefer the berry flavour but I imagine the sound is the same in all varieties.


#9

hate completely inexplicable drinks can carnage. Like, no shaking, or dropping, carried appropriately to my area of consumption and then BOOOSH fuckyoubuddyimgonnaexplodeeverywherehahaha. Feel so hurt and cheated, I treated you like a princess!


#10

how do these measure


#11

Do you think it’s to do with the atmospheric pressure maybe? Were you at a significant altitude/depth?


#12

Took 2 cans of beer into 3 billboards on Friday. Opened the first in the ads so it was fine but was very embarrassed when I got to can 2. Considered taking it to the bogs and opening it there but ended up just going for it, wasn’t too loud luckily.

#canecdote


#13

I’m quite tall, so maybe?
Guess we’ll never know. We’ll just.never.know.


#14

People bringing their own booze into the cinema really irks me for some reason.


#15

Y’know what’s weird, when you open a drinks can that’s not fizzy so it just does a quiet pop. Unnerving, uncanny valley voodoo shit.


#16

The reason is jealousy.


#17

That’s like Rubro from Nandos, dead good.


#18

fuck you I’m going to the gym
sorry none of this was honest^


#19

When I was much younger, me and a mate went to see Miss Saigon at the theatre (the music department wankers had a couple of spare tickets and we got out of school early for it).

We went to the chip shop at the interval and brought in a sausage supper each and a two litre bottle of irn bru for the second half. We were never invited to any similar events again.


#20

Don’t worry about it