I can only eat foods that will fit on the end of my finger. Here's hoping I don't eat my finger.
136,000 calories of dramatic music and unintelligible adolescent mumbling.
Those ice cream balls won't have a chance to melt in the chocolate when my piggy family is around. Sweets ahoy!
At BBQs I eat burgers, burgers and burgers. It's nice to have some variety.
With those giant hands, she'd be terrible at Call of Duty. Keep it in the kitchen, sweetheart!
Deep fry that baby and you've got yourself a bonafide trend!
These look like the perfect device for shredding the inside of my mouth to ribbons. Delicious!
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