I will admit it.
I sent the kids to the playroom.
I bent down.
I put my hand in the bottom of the trashcan.
I picked up the two halves of the cracker.
I brought the cracker pieces to my mouth and...
I relished every last bite of that delicious Breton Original cracker.
And then I licked my lips and took a couple of swigs of orange juice straight from the carton .
But just so you don't think I'm totally gross, the carton was empty after my two swigs so I threw it away. And I actually left it in the trash can where it belonged.
Evidence that I am not a complete bum.
Although Jerry Seinfeld might disagree.