Welcome to Tommy’s House of Munch — a dimension where cursed casseroles sing, sentient pickles play guitar, and reality is lightly breaded and deep-fried. Mr. Pickles rules this fridge-shaped nightmare with greasy claws and a jazz trumpet. Expect haunted snacks, original bangers, and food so unholy it requires exorcism. Subscribe before the mayo gains sentience.
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