Used at the end of a sequence of events while story telling to convey anger or frustration.
Comes from the story of some guy who works at target food court, has a customer come in at closing and orders a ton of food, then changed her mind because it's not organic. He has to stay late due to this, is angry and blasts techno on the drive home.
Hungry. Go to fridge. Find bacon. Smells like feet. Blast Techno