Gibbs was hungry. Not just a little hungry, but Hungry Man hungry. So he did what any hungry man would do; he decided to feed himself.
Gibbs got off his couch. He had just finished drinking a beer, but since he only had one he knew he was okay to drive. He walked outside and got in his car. On the way there he waved at a neighbor jogging. "Oh, that Harold, he's always jogging" Gibbs thought to himself. But Gibbs was wrong, Harold sometimes didn't exercise.
Once in his car, Gibbs knew there was only one thing that could satisfy his hunger. He drove out of his neighborhood and took a left on Washington street. Praise Allah. He drove past Taco Bell, past McDonald's and Wendy's. He pulled into the local grocery store parking lot, parked his car and got out.
Gibbs walked into the store and went to the frozen food aisle. Long story short, he bought Hungry Man frozen dinners and ate well. The end.