Notice the title of this post isn't, "Word FROM the Wise." No wise or sane person for that matter would buy this disgusting little packaged, pickled, processed meat. If you're ever at a gas station and come across a snack that has the dreadful 3 "P's" steer clear my friends and you'll be wiser than Danny and I.
Actually I didn't buy it. My heart lies with the Kit Kats. Steer clear of the 3 "P's" and you'll at least be wiser than Danny. He is usually a wise person, minus the gravitational pull to room temperature convenience store meats.
He took one bite and almost began to vomit. We couldn't even get Brutus to eat it.