Let's just call this what it really is; you're embarrassed to admit that you just want to stick your finger in the jar.
I've never seen a regular season game with five balls on the field, but this version of the game looks delicious.
Give thanks to him for he died for our snacks.
Goodbye crappy old ketchup packets, hello new fancy squeeze or dip ketchup delivery system!
I might as well just kill myself.
Time for the cold cut garnish on your nasty egg clock to stop staring at me.
Flood the elevators with honey mustard sauce and only offer to pay to clean people's shoes if they eat a 20 piece. Sweet deal.
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