Cookies laced with razor blades that will rip through your throat on the way down, leaving a trail of torn esophageal tissue that will remind you of the pain we've put our Boys through by symbolically (or sometimes literally) ripping out their hearts and shredding their souls. You can dunk them in a cocktail of Backstreet Boy blood and tears (and then, presumably, vomit up your own blood to replenish the stock).
