I have officially diagnosed myself with a phobia today. It must be carbonzeamayspoaceaephobia.
That means I'm scared of burnt popcorn. Really of opening burnt bags of microwave popcorn in the house. I have a tendency to burn them while trying to get more popcorn kernels popped... so I open them on the back porch. Popcorn already smells the whole house up, and my family is basically living proof that man can live on popcorn alone, but when I burn it everyone knows it... so I'll just take my popcorn outside, and if it is miraculously NOT burned, I bring it inside.
That is how I deal with my phobia.
That means I'm scared of burnt popcorn. Really of opening burnt bags of microwave popcorn in the house. I have a tendency to burn them while trying to get more popcorn kernels popped... so I open them on the back porch. Popcorn already smells the whole house up, and my family is basically living proof that man can live on popcorn alone, but when I burn it everyone knows it... so I'll just take my popcorn outside, and if it is miraculously NOT burned, I bring it inside.
That is how I deal with my phobia.
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