There once was a kitty goumet that adored potatoe chips-- He'd often pack them away plain, flavored, and covered in dip. He'd chew them greasy, baked or fried-- he liked them cheesy It was verified-- that even pizza flavored and Bar-B-Q- were often savored chomped through and through-- The only time I ever heard a complaint-- was when salt and vinegar-- happened to taint-- his most discerning palete--
Geez...better stop this. I'm making myself hungry.