From the collected works of Snack Sage 3456:
"A potato chip, much like the human soul, is ephemeral. Its very existence is a fleeting dream, a momentary pleasure that vanishes with each passing moment."
From the collected works of Snack Sage 1234:
"The pursuit of the perfect dip is a Sisyphean task, a never-ending endeavor that mocks us with its unattainability. We are but mere mortals, doomed to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous flavor combinations."