Bonjela can never be subdued, ever. I find myself bonjelaless for the first time in months. Being Christmas Eve I did not bring my current tube with me for fear of loosing the magical gel whilst out and about.
Tomorrow I will covet my bonjela in the most mystical of ways by inviting it to dine with me at an establishment that is upper class and priced in the upper most quartiles of fun and silliness.
I will eat meat and my bonjela will eat space invaders. Your concern is unjust and my bonjela is fruit filled.