Wednesday, May 28, 2008

dear conagra,

Sure, you sound kind of like a terrifying corporate entity that produces pesticides, but I can forgive that since I've laid my eyes on the "macatini":

Faggy name aside, macaroni and cheese topped with Manwich-soaked beef brisket? Sign me the fuck up.

(photo courtesy of the av club, whose trips to the NRA Expo, from whence came the above delicious treat, and the All Candy Expo make for highly a entertaining read and intense feelings of jealousy)

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