What fresh hell is this?
I’ll tell you what it is, it’s something you will be grateful you never have to contend with again as a ketoer. Because when you hear the words macaroni and cheese, blue spirulina, hot honey, and pizza, the words “ice cream” should never follow them unless you are on day two of some horrific drug testing trial and painful hallucinations have taken hold.
PS: It’s available at Walmart tomorrow. I rest my case.
A definite “nope” - along with peanut butter parmigiana and athletic sock frozen yogurt.
Warm that up and bottle it and you’d have Locker Room Eau de Cologne.
Where do you guys come up with all this stuff? I obviously lead a sheltered life.
Thank God! 
The Almighty Internet spaketh the Truth and its prophet Google Chrome sayeth unto thee: Blow off work for another half hour and cruise weird-ass websites for trash to salve thy heated brain. Amen.
