I still shudder at the memory of Jack's pressure cooker chocolate chili that he struggled to blame on someone other than himself. He had no understanding that the chili couldn't thicken, because the liquid in the sealed pressure cooker couldn't evaporate, because ground beef chili shouldn't be made in a pressure cooker to begin with. What the fuck are you trying to do; tenderize ground beef for ingesting through a straw? And boiling chocolate bars at 30psi until they're dissolved into granular sediment at the bottom of a pot of grease isn't a recipe you'll find anywhere; because not even retards are retarded enough to pressure cook chocolate bars for no reason.
It would be really funny if Jack's dementia causes him to make it again, somehow worse than before, and then pretend that his family has to eat it because 'it isn't kurmurvur GUIZE *tilts head like a retard with ass pain*."