Last weekend, en route to the Diamond B, I joyously squeezed ketchup squiggles on PARTNER's waffle fries. Not a drop wasted or spilled AND it must have three times the amount of ketchup that is in those stinky pouches.
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Now PARTNER can drive and have his ketchup,too. I can eat my food without having to juggle open packs of condiments. I just love to squeeze! It is ketchup control at its finest. You can even get artistic. I'd show you my replica of Monet's Waterlilies in ketchup on waffle fry, but I couldn't resist and ate it.
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You dippers, don't despair. You can also lift the lid and dip into a well of tomato goodness. It is like owning a convertible...top up or down, it is still a fun ride.
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