My freinds and I thought that 7th grade would be more fun if we collected ketchup packets all year, so we did. It started out just me and a couple of other freinds giving our “Ketchup King” about a handful of ketchup each every day. He started accumulating around 20-30 ketchup packets a day. Rumors about this Ketchup King were being spread around the school and soon half the 7th grade and a bit of the 6th graders were in on it.

No teachers knew what we were doing yet. There were some memes about staying in school on the walls everywhere, so we decided to put up ketchup propaganda next to them. In our math classes we typed on the calculators to ask x person about the way of the ketchup. School horror videos were being done on the Ketchup Curse being performed on people. A bible of ketchup was written, and in the final book a battle against the mustard rats took place.

We became the mafia of the school. We collected piles of ketchup in class for our king and threatened to fill non believer’s lockers with ketchup if they wouldn’t give offerings. We smuggled packets from teacher’s lunches. Our school put a limit of 2 ketchup packets a person, but with all the people helping in the mission it didn’t matter. The Ketchup Kids Klub was the greatest in the school and most teachers just thought we had some ketchup for snacks later.

Select students were sent to get more than 2 ketchup packets at lunch to maximize profit. Being threatened to get killed by ketchup was no longer a joke, it was a true threat. As our army grew, positions were made, the Ketchup King and his right hand man were the most powerful people of the school, and we were unstoppable.