We'll get some Chinese food delivered to his house and my noods (noodles) will need a bit of a kick. Before the words have left my mouth, he'll sprint up from his seat and produce the bottle of cock sauce faster than you can say "cream of someyoungguy." Honestly, if he were a superhero, his superpower would be to produce the Sriacha bottle in a flash.
I've given up hope that a guy will have the following stocked in his house: fluffy towels, emergency stashes of candy, and/or sunscreen that hasn't expired. That's fine. I've come to terms with that.
However, knowing that he has a bottle of this stuff on hand makes it all semi-tolerable. I'll overlook his barren cupboards as long as he has a bottle of this spicy condiment tucked away in his fridge for kickin' up our takeout. Shine on, you crazy, Sriracha sauce-loving diamond.