My mother-in-law makes the BEST pomegranate jam. Or jelly. Whatever. Only the handwritten label on the top says "Pom" and the date. Pom looks just like Porn. It drives me insane. Every time I get out the absolutely amazing jam, I look at it and think "Porn."
Dear Porn: Do you really have to ruin my jam, too? Really?? Piss off.
Rant over. I'm seriously considering covering the label with a new one that says the entire word: Pomegranate.
However, I am very grateful that the worst thing porn has done to me today is ruin my jam. Counting my blessings. One by one.