There’s something hillarious about a bag of frozen chicken alfredo broadcasting loudly that it contains “no preservatives”.
As if somehow that’s going to make it good for you.
There’s something hillarious about a bag of frozen chicken alfredo broadcasting loudly that it contains “no preservatives”. As if somehow that’s going to make it good for you.
There’s something hillarious about a bag of frozen chicken alfredo broadcasting loudly that it contains “no preservatives”.
As if somehow that’s going to make it good for you.