guy called "Big Condiment" is outside walking the streets at night, he's legally mandated to not be allowed to sit down... ever they put pressure sensors on both buttcheeks, if he sits down then an implanted device in his lower abdomen rapidly heats up to around 3000 kelvin on nights like these he likes to go visit his favourite meat disc parlour, its a pretty neat innovation, visionary really, the idea is that a slice of pepperoni is usually round, and a pizza is round, why not invert them, you got little bread discs on a big round disc of meat, it sounds bad, you'd think it'd be bad, but most of the time its actually terrible entering the establishment, Condiment says only two words, "the usual" the man at the desk responds with one "leave" so Big Condiment walks back out into the night, into the streets, into the night, not like he can sit down to contemplate anything










