I really thought we did not need any more Pulp Fiction mash-ups, but I was wrong. We needed one more.
Please Don’t Make Me Choose!
(Alternatively: Wait, why are they separate in the first place?)
It’s 8:47am in LA and THIS is making me hungry. DINOSAURS!
The gunshots at the end are unnecessary. Big Beefaroni is a sufficient representation of the Lord’s vengeance.
Chef Boyardee is someone’s revenge on eating.
No no, you were right.
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