My first job was at a theatre. The black jeans they had us buy to work there never lost the smell of popcorn butter. I kept them for a few years thinking they’d lose the smell after enough washings, but no.

I know that coke/popcorn/garbage mix smell, and how stupidly heavy a full trash bag gets when there’s too many full sodas in it.

I don’t eat popcorn often, but I remember we got it for free as employees in a small-sized cup. A few of us would make popcorn “parfaits” that consisted of popcorn, butter, and intentionally too much salt for several layers.

That and the slightly over-syruped coke we’d also get for free worked oddly well together.

I assume that this will ultimately be the cause of a massive heart attack, but the free snack smell-memory outpaces the garbage memory for me.

Shut the fuck up Fridays! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RkN4duV4ia0

Man, I’d hate to live on this planet!

I made my step-son aware of that, but he is likely to soon be better at the game. I’m wondering if there are pros in the game of !!off-balancing!

Butt-scupple