Its pink fluffy mass disgusts me. The tinned contents are a nutritional wasteland. Should I find myself stranded in the desert with nothing to eat but a can of pure evil, I think that I'd rather gnaw off my own arm. I'd suggest that my own feces would be preferable to popping the lid of that pseudo-meat they refer to as Spam.
I do not like spam.
So don't leave it on my Blog.