I was reading a manga when two characters used a technique called "Black and White Duet Number 9". That got me thinking about blood and a suitable contrast for it. Suddenly, I remembered my elementary school days. We had these fries that were in the shape of smiley faces. I always put ketchup and mustard on my fries, and I'd always pretend myself to be a monster and that the red was blood (very sadistic). I would try to think of what the yellow could be.
I miss those fries.
They were good.