Something about the smell of microwave popcorn turns my stomach and AS I had time to kill wandering around the store Chris works in last week before he got off shift, it just so happens that I came across an air popper that was darn cheap so I figured, hey why not?
Tom was making the popcorn the other night….and it kind of got away from him.
Just a little…
Ok a lot
To be fair, in the beginning there are always those first couple that can pop right out at you, and then when you’re nearing the end and the last few come whizzing out, it can get downright crazy. Dodging flaming hot unpopped kernels, or even better when they come OUT unpopped land in the bowl THEN pop blowing out a few from the bowl.
I could hear the whirring sound of the last few coming then I heard Tom’s “Uhh ohh, uhhhh ohhhh” as chaos erupted. Popcorn anarchy!
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