There was an MRE whose main meal consisted of four cold hot dogs preserved in beef flavored jello. The Four Fingers of Death. It was put down just before my time so I never got to try it. But I was told from people who did that a better use for it would have been to bomb enemy camps with them. They'd either eat the things and die, or eat them, somehow survive, and then live in fear of a military that would feed those things to its own people.
















