Depends on one's proximity to the dashboard light.
And one's willingness to accept that a loaf of mechanically separated meat is a thing.
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Of all the grim gristle & boil-in-the-bag '70s dinners rightly consigned to the slops bucket of history, why did this log of dehydrated abattoir slurry survive?
Army rations would be my guess.
Because there's not enough suffering in the world.