Can't you hear the potatoes screaming while they fry?
Can't you hear the potatoes screaming while they fry?
You, sir, had the coolest grandfather! I wish someone had made these for me when I was a kid.
If I laughed at anything as hard as this pepper is laughing I'd be the happiest girl on the planet.
My breakfast just got a whole lot more literary.
He must have gotten really cut up. They never even liked the guy.
Who cares if they're juicy when they finally make such nice building blocks?