But sometimes, my question is this…

Why would you want to?

 

 

Personally, I’ve never felt the need to shed my skin like a snake…

But okay, whatever floats your boat.

 

And while I enjoy a good bug museum as much as the next girl…

 

 

I’ve never felt the need to actually snack on them.

Eww.

 

This one?

 

 

I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it just looks…

Wrong.

 

 

Likewise for Fred and friends dunking their nether regions in my cup of hot tea.

Just…

No.

 

 

I could probably get behind the bread alignment pad…

 

 

And sure.

Wine condoms, if anyone actually ever has leftover wine.

(Is that even possible?)

 

But this last one –

Is not only an affront to common decency…

But the ruination of every backyard bbq and clambake in my foreseeable future.

 

 

 

Damn you Amazon…

I may never eat corn again.