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FOOD FIGHT

Pretends to be out of ammunition and lures people in closer but what they don't know is that I have a bottle of champagne and spray them with it.
 
After being sprayed with said champagne, I stagger around like a divorcee at a winery.

As I pass each of you, I make sure to splatter you with nacho cheese.
 
a giant balloon is floating in the middle of the room, above everyone's head. i pull out a needle and pop it. suddenly, sprinkles collapse onto the whip cream.
 
Ducking the sprinkles I discover a whole box of donuts. My joy turns to annoyance when I discover they contain cornflour. In a rage I rip open the box and start throwing at random distracted people.
 
Corn donuts? Are you daft, man?

Enraged by the sheer audacity of your purchase, I in turn also visit the gluten free depressing aisle and find brownies made with cauliflower that are chocolate-free, and instead contain carob and soybeans.

I unleash my fury upon the lot of you, yeeting the infinite brownies of sadness upon the crowd.
 
(the jam has cornflour in it as a thickener. Very, very common trick. It is even found in packets of sliced meat. No, I am not joking.)

Finds a large bottle of fizzy drink and a packet of mentos. I dump the whole packet in the bottle and throw it.
 
This room is getting quite messy, and ya'll are covered in food! I spray everything and everyone with seltzer.
 
Empties a box of baking soda on the puddles
of seltzer water to see whether it will fizz.
 
*stands in the middle of the chaos out of ammunition with mouth open hopeful of a tasty projectile coming my way*
 
Sends you a tasty projectile of vinegar, selzer, and baking soda. (It's all we got today)
 
Pulls out one of those parmesan shredders they use at Olive Garden, and grates parmesan indefinitely, for hours and hours, watching the mountain grow and grow, laughing maniacally.
 
Splats a few containers of baby food mac & cheese
around the place, because, why not?
 
To honor the moms, aunts, and grandmas
of the 1950s, I respectfully offer two bushels of
miniature marshmallows and a wheelbarrow full
of sliced bananas.
 

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