Just snorted through watched clip from WILTY and have now decided that it is my task in life to populate the earth with a child whose MN is Delicious. I will train him to speak in a Southern US accent and insist he writes his full name on everything. All the other kids will ask their parents why they couldn't have been called Delicious or Scrumptious. He'll grow up to own a bakery and marry someone called Golden and they'll have little baby Deliciouses. And on his tombstone it'll just say "Very Tasty".
I'm welling with imaginary pride 