Somebody needs to take certain advertising agencies by the throat, and make them suffer immense pain. I do not *WANT* my food talking to me. The commercials years ago were torturous enough. But if I hear one of these speak to me when I’m walking through a supermarket, I’m picking it up, and throwing it against the wall. If a whole shelf full are speaking to me, there’s going to be a lot of butter on the floor. And I ain’t paying for it. They can’t lock me up…I’m not a threat to society…I’m only a threat to talking food containers. It’s the talking food containers that are a threat to society.