I had to think, but I might have a solution. We have smart phones, so why not smart food? If my quinoa started talking back to me, it would certainly make a difference.

Hmmm, if I pay a therapist, all I get is talk. So I’m thinking therapists with benefits! No, not sex. More like pepperoni. Or pastrami, steamed and done right.

But fast food should be banned from speaking. Smart Fast food? I’ve got enough problems already.