I no longer have a reason to live.

Severe disillusionment here. For the past three years the dining center has occasionally served us baskets of "Stealth Fries" with our burgers. These fries are thin and smooth. I thought it was so cool that we were eating stealth fries, although it seemed odd that the dining fools would name our food with a term primarily used in espionage movies.

Well, today I did an internet search for 'stealth fries' and found out it's just some corporate product name. No, these fries are not genetically altered to make me extra sneaky, or able to cling to ceilings, or destroy you with a shuriken from 400 yards.