Tyler has a very specific way of opening bags of chips/candy/what-have-you.
Instead of just ripping all willy-nilly, leaving the bag with a gaping, jagged opening, he tears a perfect 90 degree angle into the corner of whichever foodstuff bag he desires. Needless to say, I open no bags in case I fumble this ancient dance of man v. food. The quirks...yes, the quirks....all the little pieces that add up to the man I love.
