She looked mournfully into the can of corn, bitter yellow pebbles lying in wait beneath an insidious, smoky fluid. She forced a weak smile and decided there was no way she was going to be able to get the contents of the can inside her body without getting most of it all over herself. She tilted the can awkwardly, braced herself, and downed what little of the hideous corn water she could get into her mouth. When she’d managed as much of that as she could, she started the process of shoveling corn out of the aluminum can and into her face.
Okay first of all, canned corn is DELICIOUS. Second of all, you probably need all the liquid you can get. Third of all, why is eating corn out of the can so daunting? It's basically a cup, what?
