This is the face I make when I go to the bank. I have a treat account there. My mom sends a piece of paper through the tube and they send out my treats. I probably have like a million treats in my account. I'm pretty sure I'm rich.
I went to a cookout today and learned how to eat corn on the cob. Apparently you are supposed to delicately nibble the corn rather than shove the whole cob in your mouth. Now I'm an expert corn on the cob eater.