Ditto, except for the “start out like a human being” part. 
Salted, buttered microwave popcorn makes the best caramel popcorn.
Hoover.
looks around, makes sure the Mango isn’t watching
I pick up a piece in my beak, climb on top of the handle of my basket with it, then hold it with my foot and take bites off of it until it’s too small to hold, drop what’s left, climb back down the handle of my basket and repeat the process with a fresh piece.
—Shamus
debates whether to use the Mango’s sig line, decides to go for it
Fistfuls.
Then, I eat the unpopped kernels, usually by crushing them between my molars.
I’ll try it. Normally I use the air-pop for caramel corn.
Try this one:
1/2 tablespoon powdered ginger
1/2 tablespoon wasabi powder
3 tablespoons powdered sugar
Mix and sift over one bag of microwaved popcorn. Belly up to trough and inhale…
I alternate between picking up a small handful and nabbing each piece with my tongue, or just getting two or three at a time and tossing them back the ol’ food hatch.
Chugging food is a key way to get fat. Or so I’ve been told by Jenny Craig.
This is me, too, except for the human being part. I never eat popcorn in public, or rarely, I should say. I won’t eat it in the theatre, it distracts me. Other people eating it doesn’t distract me, unless they’re throwing it on me when they stand up, but I can’t myself.
I’ve told this story before, but my sweetheart bird (which I had to give away 
) used to LOVE popcorn and ate it so cutely, one kernel in her claw at a time, holding it up to her mouth. She’d scream if we ate and didn’t give her any.
I wonder if her new owners feed her popcorn?
With chocolate on it.
A big bowl of freshly oil-popped popcorn + a light sprinkling of salt + a BIG glass of ice-cold whole milk[I use skim otherwise] = Heaven, bliss, the Elysian Fields, fill in with the ultima thule of your choice.
Speaking for the vegitarians in the crowd - *WHAT ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH IS POTTED MEAT?!?!?!?! 
*.
Ahem. I usually eat about 10 or so pieces, then I get sick of it. It’s sort of like coffee - it smells much better than it tastes. 
Two or three pieces at a time, to savor the experience.
Though I seldom finish a whole bag – either I get stuffed and don’t want any more, or I run out of the soda that’s de rigeuor to accompany it.
Speaking for the omnivores in the crowd - you don’t want to know. It is literally the antithesis of God’s Green Earth. (Where’s that barfey smiley when you need it?)
You don’t really want to know. Even most meat eaters don’t want to know. Trust me on this.
They probably do, assuming they figured out screaming = give me some!
Milk and popcorn is mahvelous. Mouthful of popcorn, mouthful of milk, mush everything around for a bit, swallow, repeat.
If they sold milk at the movies I’d be a happy lady.
By the handful.
I’m about as carnivorous as you can get, and was also going to ask Lee what “potted meat” is. Never heard of it.
Vegetables? Vegetables aren’t food. Vegetables are what food eats.
I eat popcorn in the normal way (After I’ve made it, Mrs. Butler can’t seem to figure it out, even though I use her father’s method)… huge handfuls.
Mrs. Butler eats it one kernel at a time, she bites the “crown” end off, leaving the round nub, which she places in a smaller bowl, and eats last. Again one at a time.
She’s not quite right… :rolleyes: Though she also eats french fries with mayonaise. :smack:
-Butler