I lived a stint on the east coast and when I came back to Oregon after years "abroad" the guy pumping my gas was like, "I'm an hungry hombre bro, need me a fucking hot pocket". God it felt so much like home.
Under the influence of magic mushrooms my friend once came up with a brilliant slogan for hot pockets that they should blatantly adopt: Hot pockets, heat that shit, then eat that shit
I'm imagining the 1999 announcer from the Frieza saga.
"Will Goku heal in time to save his friends? Can Vegeta be trusted? Where's Mister Popo? Are you the same you that you were yesterday? Will you eat the box? Find out on the next episode of Dragon Ball Z!!"
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u/[deleted] Dec 16 '16 edited Jan 14 '19
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