Factrory Food

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Factory Made Food. A perfect microwave dinner for one sunrays drink from the wine bottle The dinner is tasteless, and the rest of the wine is warm as a cat licks its paw and has no worry about the morrow. Who invented tuna fish with mashed potatoes? It must be someone without a mother, or if he had one, she must have been a busy executive and time poor. At the orphanage they eat left over of dinners they never had, forever made into a stew children do not care; yester-days loaf. He sits in his mansion, count his money and think of other variety of frozen food he can invented preferable something that looks looks like vomit. He is a vegetarian and hate mankind for liking meat…he hates greedy little children too even his own, serves them burger made of fat full of sugar and salt. Knows he will follow them to the grave and be the longest living man on earth. Who the hell drank my wine?

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