distinctly remember my mom at the store picking a thing of pudding & examining it while saying "i need to not accidentally get tapioca this time." (she likes rice pudding but not tapioca, always gets tapioca by accident bc they look similar) put it in the cart, satisfied & confident with her selection. got home, scooped out a little bowl of pudding. what happened next friends and neighbors is going to blow your tits clean off

quoth my mom, "Mother Fucker"