Ketchup: To be eaten on everything. Ketchup didn’t kill Guy Fieri, trying to sell a business scheme to sell a business scheme, real estate on commercial licensing guides to food management; that killed Guy Fieri. He wasn’t a “black kid”, a cop (Irish). He did his own product.
Tomato Sauce: The worst health item that’s ever been produced, it’s lethal in large amounts, due to pulp and rind being unavoidably ground into the tomato sauce. Particularly pizza, already unhealthy, it makes pizza addictive. To be sold to “mo mo”, because “blackie”, their friend, is “going the other way”. A family whose parents hate their kids, so they want them in some sort of mismatched service (such as the skinny kid, being a gangster). They will “chomp”, on food, as if it’s polite in public, attempting to demonstrate their own behavioral flaws of food consumption (called “gay”, in criminal culture, misrepresented as “Jew”, from Eric Cartman, a poor criminal – a crime boss).
BBQ: This marks a legitimate business man, as a criminal from TV, often the only job an actor can get after eating BBQ. It’s a speech impediment. Not to be eaten, unless you’re permanently trapped in crime, and you need to trick convicts (or the mentally ill, to snitch you out, for a drag under, a mimicry of a serial killer – prison, music video reference – hospital, or TV cop documentary show – sped room, however misplaced among the three).
Fruit Punch Packet or Box: This got you into crime. Don’t hate on someone, but let them give you the fruit box back. You’re already fat and big, you can rumble, you really scare people, you aren’t the one being scared. This fruit punch is your fuel, your nitro, fat guy. You’re a roller now, not a muscle shred gay (chuck something at him, he can’t fight), and the skinny kid, isn’t the bitch, he’s a cop, if he’s locked with you. The bitch, is any of the three (the shred, the defensive), the fat (the mobster, the offense), or the skin (the word, the cop), that’s misplaced. Remember it, and know your role, a-hole.
Enhancement: If you want to look as good as a woman could be, if you want to be a moil (a real princess, dedicated to marry a man, with no surgery or enhancement or skin creatin or even a hair alteration), find a guy young, and ask him, actually ask him, what you should be eating, not what he should be eating. You’ll marry him, unless he dies. If he dies, then you’ll be more powerful than anyone could ever imagine, Obi Wan Kenobi.
Salad: A fake product, to test to see if you’ll eat extra pig’s feed. Still pretty good, though, if you have a preference for a single dressed item, in the salad, or maybe a few.
Olive Brine: Not to be consumed as an olive, olive brine will make any drink, “dirty”, it smooths it into a throat convulsion, if you’ve been given anti-psychotics. This prevents you from choking to death on hard liquor, if you drink it every so often. Maybe by itself, in a shot glass. It’s pretty good.
Cocktail Sauce: This is God. It can be consumed with anything, check to see if it’s kosher, if you’re unsure.
Old Bay: The Jew Killer. This is a Gestapo tool of death, “hot soup”, a crab shell supplement to food; not these lame new Gestapo, the Austrian-Jewry, recruited by Hitler. But if a Gestapo likes Old Bay? When in Rome.
Poetry Munitions 