It's like I've been given a dinner menu
"So mom left me here for the weekend?"
"She's not coming back, is she?"
Ooo, this is good. Tastes like... uh... oh yeah, monkey stew.
Oh wait, this can't be good.
Go on, Marge, take that meatloaf and shove it down his ungrateful little throat.
I couldn't help but notice the distressing lack of mealworms in my dinner.