A word on mustard  

Posted by Will Rutherford in

Let me tell you about a little yellow bastard that lives in your refrigerators. His name is mustard and he is the enemy. Mustard. Even the word suggests evil and horror. Listen to me, mustard, You are a filthy filthy item, polluting the tables of America. Your variety does not mask your evil ways. Fuck you mustard. You are born of seeds reaped from the grounds of hell itself. You sit quietly in your jars and tubes and worst of all.... Your PACKETS. Who gave you reign over the packet industry? WHO GAVE YOU THE POWER TO BE CONVENIENT AND PORTABLE? You do not deserve your place in the animal eating kingdom. You deserve to rot in hell, where you were wrought, on the devils dried, 7-11 style hell dogs.

All the best,

The Lunchbox

This entry was posted on Tuesday, June 24, 2008 at 8:59 AM and is filed under . You can follow any responses to this entry through the comments feed .


YES! Mustard is a TERRIBLE thing. I despise mustard with all the negativity and hate I can.....well.....muster!!!!

June 24, 2008 at 11:16 AM

You're insane. Long live mustard.

June 24, 2008 at 1:57 PM

But mustard goes well with jawbones.

June 24, 2008 at 2:16 PM

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