Whomp Whomp

As an adult who pays bills and lives alone, I am allowed to have popcorn for second dinner. Sometimes I even have popcorn for first dinner. And this is alright because I am a full-blown, bill paying, taxes paying, member of society, adult.

Tonight I decided I wanted popcorn for second dinner, so I put the butter in the microwave and set up the popcorn popper. After the first few kernels popped into the bowl, I deemed the entire situation safe, and went to go catch the television show I was watching. Once the popcorn popping sound had ceased, I returned to the kitchen.

This is what I found:

Whomp Whomp.