Conversing with Mars

While in the shower this morning, G says to me, "When I get angry, I'm like dynamite. When you get angry, you're like a sprinkler."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, dynamite, so everything and everyone around me is affected and they want to run away when I'm angry"

"Oh, well, yeah, I know that. I've never seen it, but I've heard about it. But what about a sprinkler? How am I an angry sprinkler?"

"When you're angry, people just look at you and say 'oh, she's angry, look at her!'"

"Oh, I see...dynamite and sprinkler, ha!"