Whoa, it’s like the world’s biggest corn popper!

Today I had the supreme pleasure of putting about eight large shopping carts’ worth of potato chips, whose shelf lives had expired, into the big-ass trash compactor at the store. And then I hit the “Compact” button.

I gotta tell you, folks, if you haven’t heard the wonderful sound of several hundred foil potato chip bags bursting under the pressure of a trash compactor, well, you’re just letting the best stuff in life pass you by!