I love how people in the Apocalypse want to eat me but don't realize that im made of fat.
Fat is where the flavor comes from. We wouldnt eat you for sustenance, we'd eat you for a feast.
>break into grocery store
>load entire trunk of minivan with BAKED BEANS
>wake up in grocery store
>stretch arms
>bump shelf
>pickle jars fall off shelf
>break on face
it's gonna be another one of those days :(