The Big Food Theory

Today we (I) examine CBS's popular comedy, The Big Bang Theory.  We're (I'm) not delving into the topic of just why two forty year old dudes live together in a small apartment.  We (again, I) also will not be broaching the issue of just why a young, attractive woman has a thing for a much older guy who has no discernable aspirations in life.  And we (do I have to do this every time?) most certainly will not be asking ourselves just why this hypothetical young woman has lived in the same apartment for seven years now.  And we (it's just ME here, people) definitely won't be wondering just when the show went off the road, with the engine screaming, the incapacitated driver slumped over the steering wheel, and the car headed for a group of blissfully unaware children waiting for the school bus.

We (our southern California office) think this degeneration happened slowly, shortly after the Bernadette character changed her voice to be more high-pitched and squeaky.  We (our naval fleet at Pearl Harbor) think it may have been that nebulous moment sometime after the introduction of the Amy character.  We (our soldiers on the international space station) may never know.

But the thing we (our army on the moon) really would like to know is just why these people are always incessantly [picking, pecking, poking, jabbing, stabbing, killing, murdering, impaling, beheading, playing] with/at the contents of their food containers.  Are their food containers filled with venomous baby snakes?  Or, is a member of the catering company going fishing and mistakenly gave them cartons of live worms?