We don't get any of them fancy vittles down che're... If you can't shoot it, bread it, and deep fry it-- we don't eat it.
Momma did used to squirt Hershey's syrup over ice cubes on special occasions and let us all have a lick or two... Dem Tobler One thing-a-ma-jobs taste like that?
*Again, please don't take this seriously... Inbreeding tends to skew my sense of humor sometimes...
