The overarching premise I’ve felt emerge in my psyche in recent years, and which is the circle-back reference of the comedy act in my head, is that “People don’t scale well.”
I don’t know if it’s reassuring or dispiriting that George Carlin already went there in some form. Reassuring, I suppose. Purely original thoughts are often insanity.

Every election is a sort of advance auction sale of stolen goods ~ H. L. Mencken

TIGHT ON TABLE AS HANDS SLAM DOWN A PLATE OF PRODUCT, SENDING BITS OF FOOD FLYING.
FOLLOW ANGRY MAN LOOKING FOR FOOD
(MUSIC: Jingle) He’s hungry. He’s angry. There’s nothing. In his pantry. But he’ll survive ‘cause he has a plan.
SCOWL TURNS TO SMILE. HE HAS AN IDEA.
You got to satisfy the Angry Man!
HE REACHES FOR PRODUCT, MICROWAVES AND BURNS HIMSELF REMOVING STA-FRESH MICROWAVABLE LINER AND CRISPING FLANGE
ANGRY MAN: GAAAHH!
ANNCR: Nothing satisfies an angry man like the rib sticking, hard chewing challenge of an Angry Man dinner. It’s delicious, and all wrong in all the right ways!. Too Hot!
HE JUGGLES HOT DINNER BUT DROPS IT ON TABLE. HOT JUICE SPLASHES ON HIS SHIRT
ANGRY MAAN: GAAAH!!!
ANNCR: Too chewy.
ANGRY MAN WORKS HARD MASTICATING
ANNCR: Too much!
ANGRY MAN PUSHES THE FOOD AWAY IN DISGUST
JINGLE: Uh-oh, man he’s angry!
ANGRY MAN: GRRRR!
THE SCOWL SLOWLY TURNS TO A GRIN.
ANNCR: Keep your angry man happy, with Angry Man Dinners, available in five terrible specialties
JINGLE: Feed the man his anger, with Angry Man!