To borrow a turn of phrase from Kinja elder statesman Dead Elvis, Inc., Miracle Whip is the Devil’s Jizz.

Next you’re gonna tell us you can’t tell the difference between Coke and Pepsi!

Weird. I also refer to Miracle Hwip as the devil’s jizz.

Hell, I thought all Skittles were the same flavor and it was just the color that made people think it was fruit flavored.

Heinz does not recommend the model PS-01 for use on anything other than authorized Heinz ketchup packets. For Heinz brand mayonnaise packets, it’s recommended to buy the Heinz model PS-01-M.

I don’t think Jessica Walters could have a better sendoff from the show than her line of the night f-bomb.  That made the episode a winner for me.

Same here. I never smile at people, it just makes them think you’re nice and interested in them.

I think of Sam and Ella, a husband-wife butcher shop team who can’t seem to keep any customers.

A new TB is being built in my town right next door to the existing one, which is in a cramped lot and often has cars spilling out of the drive-thru and into the lot of the Winn-Dixie next door. It’ll be interesting to see if it’s this fancy new design or not. They’re tearing down a long-vacated drugstore to build it,…

You know you can cook bacon in more than one vessel at a time, right?  I set out a rack of bacon in the oven, but also cook three or four slices in a big ol’ skillet just for the grease.  The ones from the oven are for the family, the ones from the skillet are for me to snack on while I’m cooking the eggs.

I met some vaguely Indonesian chaps once whilst on vacation… stole my wallet when I wasn’t paying attention.

I’m not sure if I’d trust the Fraunhofer Institute with being able to tell fake from the real thing. They’re the people who developed the original mp3 codec for compressing music (which birthed file sharing and streaming), and they claimed the 128 kbps mp3s they made were indistinguishable from the CD source audio.…

God, scmod! I want my cob-shrimp!

Easy pass: the thought of chocolate+carbonation makes me retch.

Down here in the Deep South, that place is Hardee’s.  Doesn’t matter if you’re in a suburb of a big city or a small town in the middle of nowhere — Hardee’s is the morning hangout for the old timers.

Same here.  There seems to be nearly as much missing from the shelves now as there was at this point in 2020, when companies killed off the low volume sellers and began concentrating on pumping out essentials.  

Same down here in Foley, AL.  Hardee’s is often out the parking lot and backed up onto the main road at breakfast, while everyone else barely has a trickle.  By lunch, the dynamic flips and McDonald’s and Chick-fil-A are around the building and Hardee’s a ghost town until their 8pm closing time.

I’m more a fan of Oreo as an ingredient in a shake or cake than I am eating the actual cookies, but even this isn’t enough to get me to visit New Jersey. Luckily, these sort of “chocolate-and-chemicals” inspired treats are a dime a dozen so I don’t even have to leave my own hometown for reasonable facsimiles of…

My god, this is monstrous.  I’ll take two.

Sorry to hear about the rough time you’re going through, I hope it gets better for you soon.