I will be fighting Barbeque Chicken with a Hersey's Bar. I like to think the chicken has the ability to shoot high pressure barbeque sauce to destroy their enemies.
Grapes, I will run into the sun and let them shrivel into raisins, they will no longer be the food I last ate and will not want to kill me any more.Wait...I'm in Scotland, well shit.
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