August 18, 2026

Parents Demand Removal Of Cafeteria Menu Item Named “Emo Wrap Supreme”

Parents Demand Removal Of Cafeteria Menu Item Named “Emo Wrap Supreme”

Concerned parents at Memorial High are petitioning for the removal of a new cafeteria menu item–“Emo Wrap Supreme”–which debuted last week wrapped in all-black paper and served with a side of existential hummus.

“It’s obviously a cry for help, and possibly salt,” said PTA vice president Carla L., who claimed the wrap includes quinoa, rejection, and a note that reads, “You wouldn’t understand my flavor.” The wrap has quickly become a student favorite, especially among those who wear flannel in summer and maintain six secret poetry blogs.

Cafeteria staff insist the dish was a culinary experiment in “emotional nutrition.” One server admitted the recipe was created during a power outage and a Spotify glitch that played nothing but acoustic covers of The Cure for four hours straight.

Students have embraced the wrap as a form of edible self-expression. “It tastes like sadness, but with a good crunch,” said junior Brielle T. “Like, if heartbreak was locally sourced.”

Principal Harris has offered to rename the item “Wrap of Deep Reflection,” but students rejected it as “corporate sanitization of sorrow.” The debate continues.

Annabelle Bransford

Hi, I’m Annabelle Bransford, Memorial High School’s unofficial satirist-in-residence and proud founder of The Daily Detention—a publication so edgy it’s been banned twice and resurrected three times, like a sassy phoenix with a flair for detention slips. I write satire because someone has to hold the line between cafeteria chaos and gym class tyranny. Whether I’m exposing the secret emotional feud between our Algebra teacher and Euclid, or investigating why the pep rally feels like an ancient ritual sacrifice, I try to speak truth to hallway power. Sure, I’ve been called “disruptive,” but mostly by people who wear lanyards unironically. My work has been read by at least two janitors, my entire AP English class, and one substitute teacher who thought it was a cry for help. I consider that range. When I’m not sharpening my wit, I’m dodging group projects, winning banned book club trivia, or mentoring the school's AI Isn’t Funny Club (membership: just me and 17 bots I’ve emotionally manipulated). I’m also a National Merit Semi-Finalist, certified eye-roller at Student Government meetings, and the only girl in school who’s been accused of “weaponizing irony.” My goals? Keep writing, keep laughing, and one day publish a satirical exposé called Yearbook Superlatives and Other Lies. If you want something sugarcoated, try the bake sale. If you want the truth with a punchline, I’m your girl. I've landed a sweet job at Bohiney Magazine, so don't bother me. EMAIL: annabelle@bohiney.com

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