If the world ended tomorrow, what would your last meal consist of? (Sky's the limit. You can't east sky.)

Sky is a flavorful construct.
Directions don't exist in space.
BAM.

ummmm, sweet/mashed/mashed sweet potatoes, and/or chocolate milk. maybe put them together in a large container of some sort, one large enough to support my frolicking amidst these super foods.

oh, and the blood of the innocent.

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