Wow, I hope that question was asked ironically - because everyone knows that there is no ketchup but Heinz.

When a disappointed friend asked me why I was being generally forgiving of Watchmen's shortcomings, I reminded him that I was forced to see Queen of the Damned in a theater.

Dancing
Isn't the point of a "dance craze" to make something relatively easy enough that 90-year old grandmothers can do it at weddings/ballparks/gas stations?