Yeah, so, my dad was a WW2 era guy. When he ate corn on the cob, this is ALWAYS what it looked like. All of my friend's dads failed at corn on the cob in the same way.
Ah, the classic post-war diet: butter, generational trauma, and enough aggressive chewing to scare the neighbors. Beautifully cursed image.š¤š¤š¤š¤
There's a joke like this in Mel Brooks movie Life Stinks about someone having corn on their face, his name is Sailor. Thanks for the reminder here...ahahaha