Eat and YEET
You stare at your food like it’s a math test and decide if you’re going to eat it or fling it like it’s your last enemy
I looked at my mystery meat and threw it across the cafeteria like it was my final exam.
I saw the lasagna and decided to fling it like I was trying to hit the ceiling.
I stared at my soup and flung it like it owed me money.