God Knows How Grandma Got On
The Cook is looking after the next generation today while Adolf looks on from a safe distance. She came out to seek technical advice concerning what appeared to be a deficiency in the prescribed rations.
The label for the goo on which the poor little bugger is supposed to survive reads as follows:-
NO preservatives (must be off)
NO flavours or colours (think carefully about this one. Now, how the hell did they achieve that?)
FREE of gluten, egg
FREE of dairy, fish, nuts
NO added sugar or salt
All in all, guaranteed to taste like shit and be of limited nutritional value. (Anti plagiarism attribution - Paul Hogan, Crocodile Dundee)
We sere so lucky to survive back in 'the old days.'