"But all I wanted was a burrito!!" whined Lucius Malfoy as he struggled. He had bought some frozen muggle burritos and was in the mood to try some. They came in a package of eight, so he decided to have one as a snack. But they were stuck together!! Four of the burritos were hopelessly frozen together, and would not budge.
"Why did they make them like this?" Lucius wailed. He knew that this was no accident—the burritos were stacked in a "log-cabin" shape, and he knew it had been done on purpose.
So he took a knife and started trying to peel them apart. When one finally popped off, he took it, threw it in the oven, and waited. Ten minutes later, he was expecting to eat the best damn burrito he'd ever had, but he was disappointed.
"This burrito was not worth the trouble! Stupid muggles can't get anything right! I hate them all!" He stormed off muttering to himself, determined to kill the first muggle he saw...
(A/N: This is really turning into some kind of food, saga, isnt it? Well, this is a true story, it just happened to me. That burrito really did suck...)