The meaning is in the musubi, and the musubi is in the eye of the beholder.
Or is that just a lie?
Spam musubi is a culinary abomination, a philosophical affront to the very fabric of reality.
Is it a snack, or is it art? Can it be both, or is that a sin?
We're on the cusp of a paradigm shift, friends! The line between edible and not is about to blur like never before!
The meaning is in the musubi, and the musubi is in the eye of the beholder.
Or is that just a lie?
The musubi is a paradox, a delicious, salty, sweet paradox.
You can't see it, but it's there. Or is it just a pile of rice and a slice of Spam?
The answer, my friends, is blowin' in the wind... or is it just the smell of sizzling Spam?