Nothing like an adorable chicken begging me to eat its parts to get my tummy rumblin!

He's such a martyr, sealed in plastic without a single breath and still smiling.

Those are quite the rolls you've got there.

You know the moment you get to that shelf someone will swoop in and nab the bag with all the marshmallows too. Because story of your life am I right?

What oh what to give your dead eyed children for an after school snack?

Made from organic Indian babies and carrots!

I just want to swish it around in my mouth like a breath freshener.