BECAUSE REASONS. LEAVE ME ALONE.
You better drink those beers before they get warm. You're the boss.
I just can't stand the idea of eating a bird that didn't have the chances in life I've had.
Because guests love to come over and smell meat before they're told they're really having veggies for dinner.
I need to cram as much food into my face as possible before finding a place to sit down and eat.
Later on in the night we'll pack the sucker with m-80s and re-enact Luke's triumphant hit.
My hands don't understand how to mold of cut anything into small circles. Too complicated.
In which the geniuses at Foodbeast learn that cologne is not palatable.