Yesterday, I popped the best bag of popcorn ever. All the popcorn popped up, overfilling the bowl. I brought the bowl downstairs and rested it on my chair’s armrest. I messed around with my printer and then sat down. My elbow collided with the bowl, sending it onto the floor. Half of the popcorn ended up on the floor. To say the least, I was pissed.
With a large amount of popcorn on the floor, I had two options, A. Use the vacuum cleaner to get up the popcorn up, or B. call the dog to eat all the popcorn up.
Begrudgingly, I followed Option A. However, hearing the vac turn on, my dog appeared and proceed to eat some of the popcorn as well.
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