It’s not Moooshelle’s Meals that are under discussion as sustenance for the Wile E’s. It’s whether or not Wile E and company would stomach a meal of Moooshelle.
As a community service.
To cleanse the environment.
Of toxins from Chicago...
Well, see, since the Wyle E was going BACK towards the school at almost dawn, I figured he must have left the previous evening when the Moooshelle Leavings were still pretty much intact. That means his taste is impeccable: He prefers feral cat and desert hares to non-nutritional meals.
Who knows what goes into those “meals?”