On December 1, 2004, Kelley made herself some popcorn. She found this piece of popcorn in her bowl. Just like the grilled cheese sandwich that bears the likeness the Virgin Mary and the dog whose anus resembles Jesus, the penis-shaped popcorn had to be preserved. Kelley got a little plastic container to store it for posterity.
On Friday posterity arrived. Kelley was doing some cleaning and found the popcorn. Here is a picture of the popcorn today. It is perfectly preserved. This is why I don't like popcorn. It has nothing to do with its phallic shape. Anything cooked that can sit in our closet for almost 5 years and show no visible signs of aging is something I want no part of.