My wife, who grew up here, has a pet peeve that borders on psychosis. When tourists peel the corn to look at it then put it back. Drives her batty. You might as well just throw it in the trash can. Self indulgent assholes.

We live here. You pick your six or whatever and you go. What’s a worm here or there? Also, you don’t want the largest ears, just like you don’t want a huge lobster. Big lobsters are old, tough lobsters.

People are idiots.