So I was walking through the grocery store.. When I see this planet and moon coming down the aisle in front of me the conversation goes like this. Daughter: mom can we get some potato chips?  Mom: we have chips at home Daughter: but their plainnnnnnnnnnn. (Drawn out whiney voice) Because plain chips just aren't unhealthy enough. This girl couldnt have been 18 and she must've been pushing 350-400. Ugh.