What about that volcano under Yellowstone

What about that volcano under Yellowstone Park? Or the volcano in La Palma in the Atlantic? If we're all doomed should I just get take away food tonight?

My desire for chili cheese fries ran deep into my psyche. My rationale continued: what if I was dangerously low on electrolytes and needed the sodium to avoid a stroke? What if

I had an unknown, severe calcium-deficiency, and without the cheese on those chilli-cheese fries, I'd suffer from neuromuscular dysfunction, or even death? What if I

go ahead & ordered double cheese on those fries, just to be on the safe side? No use taking any chances. I sighed in relief. Cheese is my savior. 'Course I sometimes get a little

constipated, but I always thought it was well worth it.My double cheese fries arrived, hot-n-greasy, along with the rest of my order: a grilled gouda supreme quesadilla & a side of

corned beef relish in hollandaise sauce, sprinkled with salted caramel. I had a stake out and I needed to keep my energy up. I parked outside the perp's house and started snacking

On kangaroo meat. The chef at the Golden Horse was making a feast for King James X, with ten courses, all ranked. The Royal Cavalry arrived for what was to be their last supper.

It had taken untold eggpower but Chumpty Dumpty would avenge his brother tonight. He had managed to get this Royal catering event and the Stables Contract. Even now, All the King's

Sneaking through the kitchen he was nabbed by the cook, who made him into deviled eggs. People at the banquet ate these eggs and died of lye poisoning. Chumpty had the last laugh.