Ketchup cowboy and mustard cowboy squaring off at high noon in a dusty frontier town
REVERSEUNO
KetchupYou reach for that bottle and I'll splatter you all the way to Sunday.
MustardSunday? Bold of you to assume I haven't already.
POW!

A Condiment Frontier Motion Picture.

Two heroes. One villain. Zero table manners.

Somewhere between Ranch Dressing Gulch and the Great Squeeze Desert, two irritable condiment cowboys ride together (against their will) to catch the slipperiest outlaw in the West: the dastardly Mayo Man. He always gets away. He always hides behind trees shaped like bedposts. Nobody knows why.

Ketchup
Ketchup
Hotheaded. Splashy. Emotionally saturated.
Mustard
Mustard
Dry. Sarcastic. Aged in oak.
Mayo Man
Mayo Man
Slippery. Cold. Hides behind bedposts.
A tree shaped like a wooden bedpost, alone in the desert

EXHIBIT A:

The Bedpost Tree

Nobody knows how they grow here. Nobody knows why Mayo Man is always behind one. Scientists refuse comment. Interior decorators are furious.