I’ve said this before… but I have to say it again. I hate Ranch. What is called “Ranch Dressing” for dips and salads and sandwiches… Fetid, rotten, vile puss squeezed from a boil on the devil’s buttocks. It’s the worst thing that people bottle and sell with marketing that shows children happily dipping carrots into it… don’t buy into that false promise, my friends. For in that way is folly and foul taste.