my uterus and i have decided that we will marry the first person who eschews that traditional diamond-ring bullshit and insteads presents us with a vat of Funky Chunky Popcorn. this stuff is sin in a plastic container and if i could, i would sprinkle it on the treat table here at work, take off all my clothes and then roll around in it.
seriously. this stuff is that good. it’s like chocolate covered Cracker Jacks. i’m having an orgasm just thinking about how wonderful it is, and my coworkers are wondering what the hell all that racket is coming from my desk.
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at $34 for 2 pounds, it’d be cheaper to buy you the diamond-ring bullshit…
but i don’t want a diamond ring, i want popcorn.
Calling that stuff “chocolate covered Cracker Jacks” is a little like calling the Eiffel Tower a “big antenna.”
(there’s also a pretzel version for you popcorn averse cats out there)
But yeah, I second your opinion. It is that good.
We were eating some of that the other day, and couldn’t get through more than a bite or two. WAAAAAY too sweet.