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Was it the lasagna? Somebody said it was, but I'm skeptical. People have a way of attaching causes to innocent objects as a form of displacement, probably because the stress of identi- fying the real problem is too great. Me, I think it was the artichoke hearts.
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I think it was the casserole.
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It was the kafkacake.
I'd rather belive that it was the lemon-flavored lemon
or the orange flavored cantaloupe
how about the cherry flavored strawberry?
I prefer the flavor-flavored flavoring
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I prefer th think it was the squirrel burgoo.
Mabye ot was the thing in the refrigerator, to the left of the cole slaw, behind the ketchup and to the right of the lasagna?
You mean swamp thing?
no no no, it was the yogurt! you know, the kind with fruit on the bottom.
Not green goo, not fruity yogurt. I'd suspect everyone reading this item has eaten this type of food many, many times. The brand and mode of preparation varies, somewhat, but the food is everyman's snack.
There you go with displacement again, dear.
Ah, here's another hint. If you dropped this food into a full bathtub hardly a drop of water will spill over the brim.
Assuming you had already cooked it as directed.
Dang, I'm responding in the wrong item. But I'm trusting you folks are all clever enough to use these past few hints in figuring out the latest mysterious nurtitional label from item #222.
Aha! It's a sponge!
Cream of boiled water soup?
Ahhh.. food offerings, once again! Aged to perfection! Keep it coming; the city is next.. I am the monster that shall eat Ann Arbor.
We should use shark in the displaced lasagna, then soak it up with sponge cake.
You insult me, little man! I shall consume your multiple lives, wherever they come from.
Hmmm... sponge cake. :)
With square pants?
SpongeCake Square Pants... hehe, yeah, that's it.
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