Popcorn.
How sad. This poor corn, unknowing that it's about to be popped. WELL, I'm sure it's a bad enough fate that we smother it in butter and fry it and eat it in the first place, but I'm not about to start feeling bad for the stuff, I mean, we gotta eat, and that doesn't have a brain. But... Popcorn is just wrong. It's just... not corn anymore.
Corn is good.
Popcorn is bad.
Another reason, I dislike it is the fact that it get's wedged between your teeth. How's that for a beautiful feeling. I don't know about you, but whenever I used to get popcorn stuck between my teeth... it never felt great. And it's so sharp, my goodness! It made my mouth bleed once. Not gonna lie.
Then there's the BIGGEST reason: It stinks.
It smells like Rotorua.
Rotorua is a city in New Zealand, in the North Island, by the Bay of Plenty. The city is known for it's geothermal activity (Like gysers, boiling mud pools, ect.) And because of all this heat, and activity going on underneath the surface of the place, it makes everything (including the air) smell very bad. I could have been born right next to a boiling mud pool, and I'd still say it smelt bad. Like a skunk on the road... or whatever it smells like when your dog poops inside.
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