Such a friendly forest NOM. I will kill him quickly to spare him the pain. Pass the butter?

The order is what really counts.

Just think of the little pools of butter and syrup nestled into the hot, crispy waffle. Juice the orange! Win win!

And you thought the zombie apocalypse would be human zombies! There is more to fear...

(Warning, though animated, things get a little gory in here.)

Neat, where's my breakfast?

Despite the celebratory nature of the day, I still will not eat green eggs and ham. Botulism, bro.