Me an missus went to our favourite restaurant, dressed to impress. Ordered my lovely little steak and chips, their ketchup comes in a twist lid glass bottle, so i grab the bottle and shake the living fox piss out of it and apply to meal. Half way through i run out of ketchup on my plate, so again i shake the bottle with almighty fury, although i hadnt screwed the top on the time before and the entire contents of the bottle goes behind me and down my shoulder, FORTUNATELY no one was behind me so all that really copped it was the floor, chairs and my favourite pink polkadot shirt. A lesson learned. X