u know what i love?

eating half popped popcorn.

when its in that inbetween stage of a kernel and a fulled fledged popped corn.

it must be power envy i have in the fact i have total control over this one little thing. i can put u back in the microwave u little bad boy and let u grow into a popcorn. or i can end ur miserable mixed kernel, mixed popcorn life right now. before u fully understand the nature of ur being. it's the worst feeling. to have no idea or comprehension of ur existence, and THEN, in a moment's notice to have the fire in ur life quickly extinguished.

i digress.

i always enjoy finding one at the bottom of the bag. but personally, as much as i love eating those half popped corn kernels? i don't think i can eat a lot of them. like if they had a bag of half popped kernels? nope. not happening.

it's one of those nice surprises that gets old real quick given enough time.