I suddenly have a hankering for corn. It’s overwhelming and consuming my very soul. Please, tell me why corn is corning out of my corn. Corn? Corn because corn corn. Corn corn for my corn and corn. Corn corn corn corn, corn corn corn corn corn corn corn. Corn corn, corn, corn corn corn.
Yes, corn is a good thing. It’s very good. This is the best corn I’ve ever seen in my life. This corn is very good, mods, and it’s good of you to share it so generously.
*Reminds me of an old joke. *
There was this couple who were happily married for 50 years. During that whole time, the wife kept a locked trunk in the closet which she forbade her husband to try to open or even ask about. He complied.
On their 50th wedding anniversary, he said “Listen, honey, we’ve had a long happy marriage and I’ve never messed with that trunk of yours. It’s been 50 years. Would you show me what’s in it?”
She said “Well, okay,” and opened the chest.
In it were tens of thousands of dollars in cash and three ears of corn. The husband was baffled. “I don’t get it,” he said.
“Over the years, each time I was unfaithful to you I put an ear of corn in there,” she explained.
He thought about it and figured that since they’d been so happy all that time he could forgive three indiscretions. “Okay, but what about all the money?”