None of the vehicles used to transport food this evening was designed for that purpose, and I don’t think much of the food was packaged with transport in mind either. The result is that a lot of ham and turkey juice ended up on a lot of upholstery, not to mention Matt’s last clean pair of pants. The crowning glory of this wide-spread ignominy is that at least one RCMP squad car will smell like ham for weeks.
Criminal: Is that pork I smell?
Officer: Hey! Watch your… oh, yeah, that was… never mind.