Freshman year Kyle, Landon, Richie and I used to jump in Dub's car and go to H-E-B for groceries. We always got popcorn- dorm living means dorm eating. And we always argued about when it would be done popping. I would stand in front of the microwave while Kyle and Landon, from their respective dorm beds, would yell at me to stop or not stop the popping. "Dude, don't stop it! It's not done!" "Yes it is, it's gonna burn, man!"
I had to monitor it because they couldn't be bothered to get up out of their beds. Had they moved, they might have missed a second or two of Walker: Texas Ranger.
