Got a problem. I`m a decent, underpaid, hardworking county coroner. It`s important that my family eat meat at least three times a week. But we just can`t afford to with the prices the way they are. So I bring home some choice cuts from my autopsy subjects. Just mix in the Tuna Helper:and ta-da!
The whole family thinks my new meals are delicious. They ask me what`s my secret. Abby, I think they`re getting suspicious. My smart-ass 8-year-old keeps asking, "Where`s all the meat? The red dye #2 kind that`s kept in the fridge."
If they find out the truth I don`t think they`ll understand. Abby, what do I tell my family? DEAR REAGANOMICS VICTIM: Consult your clergyman. Make sure the body`s blessed and everything should be just fine.
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