Last night I was eating my corn cobs watching television.
As I bit into the corn my taste buds sent me into food heaven. The butter melted in my mouth and over my fingers.
And then it happened.
A commercial appeared.
I quickly reached for the remote control which I always have nearby in case of such emergencies.
I was about to pick it up and to my horror I noticed my fingers covered in butter.
What to do?
Press the remote with my greasy fingers?
Or continue eating my delicious corn cob and suffer the screaming commercial.
My taste buds overpowered my weak mind and I kept eating my corn cob with my buttered fingers.
After I fed my face I rushed over to the tap and washed my hands, dried them and picked up the remote control.
A fifth commercial started to appear and I zapped it by changing channels.
And guess what?
Yes, another commercial appeared.
I turned the television off.
And buried my head in the corn cob bowl.