Didn't anyone ever tell you to not to play with your food? Oh, they're dead now? Enjoy.
So much adorable, you'll have store some in tupperware.
Quite frankly, it tastes like crazy.
It's definitely fish-ish.
You know what they say, "Everything's bigger in Texas, especially lines for fast food restaurants."
Maybe now this "drinking" thing will finally take off.
"You know what, I think I'll have the cake... unless you have ice cream to put on top."
I'm pro-choice, but I can't understand why anyone would pick fruit preserves over syrup.
"But I don't want to be a Mounds bar."
"How many times do I have to tell you not to frighten your mother like that" - fathers everywhere
It's like when Augustus Gloop fell into the chocolate river, but somehow even sadder.
Take that Italians.
"Yeah, son. That's how you KNOW it's that good bread."
Half-full cups, if you're not the guy who has to clean it up.
This seems like a metaphor for something, but I'm too void of electrolytes to think of it.
It's not delivery, it's magnificent.
Screw you Keith Stone and all the other Birthers! Certified All Natural.
"Nice ink, bro. What'd that cost? Like 300 gorditas?
It's nun of your business what she's up to.
Best part is only one person required to hold him up for the keg stand