After shopping at IKEA this weekend we now have a new definition of bad.

It’s no longer as bad as, a “poopy diaper.” Now it’s as bad as an “IKEA pizza pocket.” They were wickedly bad. And I mean that in a literal sense. The whole grain crust was thick, leathery and yuck. The processed meat thing inside was even worse. Take my advice and stay with the meatballs and cinnamon rolls. Those Swedes can make good, cheap furniture but they can’t make a pizza pocket.

At least we have a new definition of bad in the McLaughlin house now.