Here are some things I am okay with popping:
In on people
Bags of chips
Here is pretty much the one thing in the world I’m not okay with popping:
The pus pockets inside your mouth.
So, now that is in. We are doing this. We are sitting around, stabbing the inside of our mouths with cotton swabs to…why? Why? Oh, because you might inadvertently burst one while kissing, and then the person you’re kissing will think you have bad breath. Because their tongue will be covered in pus. So now I can’t kiss anyone, ever, and I have to sit around cotton swabbing the inside of my mouth, looking for pus pockets that I didn’t even know I had. I hate the world, and especially, the tonsil stone webpage. That’s all.