I used to drink ketchup packets when I was a kid and everyone would get really mad because they would go to get some ketchup and it would all be gone and I would be sitting there with red little lips. did this in church too but they didn't get as bad about it because it was my grandmother and her friends and they knew I was autistic long before I was diagnosed. And this was before I was diagnosed so I did get spanked and yelled at for it. Was too busy thinking about them ketchup packets to learn my lesson