When I was very young, a supermarket/department store in my home town had some sticker vending machines in its entryway. I always got a sticker when we went. I got glittery Smurf and Warner Brothers stickers, as well as equally glittery stickers with words like “Cool.” One day, my sticker said, “Meatloaf.” As a child, I thought it was weird that someone thought the dish merited immortalizing (in theory) its name on a sticker meant (I assumed) for children. But I did have several snarky product stickers. This didn’t look like one of those, but I stuck it on my bedroom door anyway.
So long, Meatloaf, I hope the dashboard light is bright.