popcorn, kettlecorn, all it's friends
are fun
Put that Orville Redenbacher stuff in the microwave and listen to the hum of the carousel turning and turning. Slowly the water within the kernels turns into steam, popping it open. Though, some of the kernels are too god damned pusillanimous individual to open. They stay hidden, and end up being thrown away. Now that you have picked the best from the batch, you get butter from the fridge and some salt. You melt the butter and put small, meaningless pats (don't wanna get fatty) and spray a twinkly rain of snowy salt. Then you shake up the bag a bit more to let the stuff mix up, and you pour it in your favorite popcorn bowl. You hurry over to your TV where your favorite movie is about to play. You pop open a Coke and begin watching. Should another person be with you, you try to keep the popcorn to yourself. You want to hold the bowl. Also, you only take one piece at a time, trying to savor the deliciousness. But it cannot last forever. Your colleague grabs giant handfuls and stuffs it in their mouths, making it disapear all too quickly, even though you deserve it more having made the popcorn. Looks like another bag is going to be made tonight.
Short story written by me. I know it sucks :)
tl;dr popcorn is fun
