Simple Syrup

He throws it in your face and says it’s what you ordered. You know for a fact that this was not your order. You don’t eat meat products unless they are kebabs. Something about the veggies and the stick holding it all together. But this big bucket of syrup was not in any way shape or form or even made up of what you wanted to order. You are mad. You are going to complain but suddenly he winks at you and smiles. He knows the real reason for this whole messy situation. He slowly pulls out a large kebab from behind the counter waving it around like a crazy flag pole or something. A marching band enters, and it's now a parade. Your parade. What a fun day. You are happy, because kebabs make you happy, but simple syrup does not. Simple syrup makes you sad. Simple syrup is EVIL.