When the meatballs show up he will be unstoppable.
That little baby is me, the pasta is my obsession, the Russian text? That's a mystery.
No joke, I love spaghetti so much that I'm about to start hiding it in Pringles cans at home. This is straight up genius.
This is what I imagine is swimming around in my guts after a drunk pasta and canned meat binge. Not pretty.
What are you so happy about? I'm about to eat your eyes one at a time. Not so happy now are you?