Just order him a pie already and maybe he'll stop making that face.

Come to the charred side.

Nothing says refreshing like a sweaty melon.

I've been thinking for ages about how I'd love to eat Andy Dwyer's head. Now I can! Dreams DO come true!

I think we've found a contender for the 2012 Darwin Awards.

That taste sad together.

Now we know who is really king around here.