Popcorn + Pillows = ???

A popcorn and pillow fight, of course! Last night, Rebecca and I put in this crazy Jackie Chan movie with the most unintelligible dubbing I've ever tried to understand. I popped a bag of popcorn and waited a bit, before I started hurling fluffy white kernels at Becca. I think I threw almost ten at her, before she realized it (what? They're light and don't travel very far, most fell just inches short of hitting their target). Becca then started throwing them back. This brought to mind other popcorn fights I've had, and I decided to give Rebecca some advice. I was going to tell her of the fun a guy and a girl could have in a dark theatre with popcorn, but then I stopped myself before I told Rebecca how to have that fun. It may sound cruel, leaving something tantalizingly half-said, but the other half would have been insulting had I said it all. I didn't want to insult my little sister - that would be mean. But, she eventually winkled it out of me. Once I told her what a couple could do with popcorn, she then looked to her own chest and realized she didn't quite have the requisite parts. Oh well. That's when I told her that I realized that and that was the reason for my reluctance to tell her the rest of the story. That's when she threw her pillow at me. I was kind. I waited until she had her head down, picking up popcorn from the carpet, before I threw it back. Then she almost fell out of bed. That was kind of funny. Then she found a wad of ticky-tack and threw it at me. It wouldn't have been quite so hilarious if she hadn't ended up proving my point by landing the wad in my existent cleavage. Anyway, probably too much information, but it was funny at the time.