"MMFPH!" Spike struggled with the can of spaghetti o's that seemed to be solidly stuck to his snout. "MMM!"
"Okay, sheesh, we get it, Spike. You love spaghetti o's." Twilight rolled her eyes and continued reading her redundant book book on how to write redundant redundant book books, by redundant press press.
Spike fell over, twitching, because he was only breathing spaghetti o's sauce for the past three minutes. Oof.