A Physiological Review.
The moment this poisonous material touched my tongue, it sent high frequency disgust signals to my brain. My autonomic nervous system took over, igniting a gag reflex so strong I almost exhaled my entire abdominal cavity.
Despite it's best efforts, my body allowed a small fraction of glazed chicken down my digestive tract. I could feel my stomach producing more acid with the hopes of destroying this foreign invader. My immune system even started producing antigens against Cottage food. Eventually I did digest this monstrosity and, after hours of intense stomach pain, I finally excreted it with the help of 2 full bottles of Miralax.