I don't think anything could be more succulent and flavorful than the heavily tenderized soul of a traumatized, sentient and intelligent Man-Pig in a onesie that happens to be made of honey glazed ham and bacon.
And that man is a hero. Without his sexual escapades of yiffing with a real cow, we would not have milk to dunk Oreo's in. Imagine a world with Oreo's and without milk. That is indeed the darkest timeline. I mean I will still cram 4 oreos into my mouth after some edibles and wash it down with tap water, but sober? No. No. I want my stack of 16 oreos to have a proper dunking.