F.Y.M.G.
A loud explosion of hatred from your mouth when you eat something so bad it makes your brain question its life choices.
I F. Y. M. G. after that pizza it was like my brain just got a pop quiz it didn’t study for.
I F. Y. M. G. after that soup it felt like my brain was on a field trip to the toilet.
I F. Y. M. G. after that cereal it was like my brain got a ticket to the apocalypse.