b-sauce
The worst kind of nonsense you can imagine. It's like someone took all the bad parts of life and threw them into a blender and called it a sauce.
My teacher said we'd have a pop quiz. Then she said it was a surprise. That's b-sauce.
My brother said he'd clean his room. He just moved the mess to the hallway. That's b-sauce.
My dad said he'd stop eating candy. He ate three whole bags. That's b-sauce.