Tal persona, tal pasta.

Stacey puts a little love in each pasta shell. But it’s self-love, so it won’t help you that much.

Oh no, Eddie Spaghetti!

What does Karl Marx put on his pasta? Communist Manipesto!

There is a shy client who uses invisible ink on Nagiko's body to hide his obvious talent. The woman attempts to develop the invisible ink by bathing in warm water, by standing as close as she dare to a hot fire, by washing her body in the juice of onion-skins until the onions make her weep and her tears prove to be the necessary solvent to reveal the writing.

A squid eating dough in a polyethylene bag is fast and bulbous. Got me?