I want to deliver 50 pounds of rotten, shredded fish to you in real life. I will deliver it to your doorstep in a big box and it will smell like repulsive shit. It will stink up your entire house and then your parents will kick you out, so then you can live in the same box we delivered the fish in. And the only thing you would have left to eat would be the shredded fish. Your only source of water will be from those dirty puddles on the edge of the street.