Hey, I don't mean to complain..but them dough ball burritos jammed me up so bad, when that rice dough ball finally past thru..I think I damaged my sphincter. It was like passing a brick thru a straw hole. My gawd I might need surgery. Any way would it be too hard to put a warning label on those tin-foiled gut bombs? At least a tube of Preparation-H taped to the side? Thank you.