I just had to relate our experiences at the grocery store. My first, and favorite, picture is both an example of my phone's
terrible picture quality at very close distance and a warning to check your blueberries VERY carefully. As Becca and I were inspecting the various blueberry packages, finding the perfect batch for all manner of consumption(except fermentation, we throw them out when they start to qualify), I found one that appeared to have some spider webbing in it. I thought that was rather curious, as the webbing was unbroken. A moment later I found the spider! That would be the blond blob in the center of the picture, squished most handily between a murderous blueberry and the cruel, unforgiving plastic packaging. 
For reals, the barely discernible blond tendrils are its legs splayed in ghastly form upon the aforementioned blueberry. We bought a different package.
terrible picture quality at very close distance and a warning to check your blueberries VERY carefully. As Becca and I were inspecting the various blueberry packages, finding the perfect batch for all manner of consumption(except fermentation, we throw them out when they start to qualify), I found one that appeared to have some spider webbing in it. I thought that was rather curious, as the webbing was unbroken. A moment later I found the spider! That would be the blond blob in the center of the picture, squished most handily between a murderous blueberry and the cruel, unforgiving plastic packaging. 
For reals, the barely discernible blond tendrils are its legs splayed in ghastly form upon the aforementioned blueberry. We bought a different package.Afterward, our shopping quest took us past the protein section, where we were looking for any good deals. Becca noticed this package was very reasonably priced. Then we read the label.
Suddenly it wasn't as appealing as we first thought. Having staved off the autonomic gag reflex associated with this product, I read the subtite, emphasized in the second picture.
So, basically, this is like pork & beans! Here they throw in a heart or two so they can put "Hearts" on the package. It made me laugh because it seemed like they were trying to upgrade gross with LESS gross, if hearts supposedly taste better to the gizzard consumer. Personally, even if it were "Hearts and Gizzards, mostly Hearts" I wouldn't be jumping up and down, praising my good fortune. To me that is the same gross, different label. However, someone must love it, because they actually produce it. May these epicurially challenged individuals find solace in having at least some heart meat in their otherwise gizzardly diet.
Fortunately my wife is not one of these people. If she were, she might not appreciate my requirements that she eat gizzards out of my presence and brush and floss her teeth before she would be allowed to kiss me. This was not one of the things we discussed before getting married, so I'd say I dodged a bullet! Woohoo!
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