Yesterday, I was in horrible traffic. You know the kind where you wonder why you don't carry a loaded gun in your car, to use on others or yourself. The kind where you consider leaving your car, right where it is, and walking. To anywhere. The nearest bar, say.
I was thinking these things and more, until I saw these:
Leftover from a movie. Delightful little mints! Only now, the delightful little mints had melted into one glob of minty goo at the bottom of the box, entirely unreachable. Until I did this:
Opened the box from the other end, and finished off the glob of minty goo, with my tongue.