The meat in those claws isn't really up to par. But if you steam the whole thing up, it's still sweet and creamy!
I hate marzipan but I'd eat it as fast as possible to spare myself the horror of looking at this giant pig any longer.
Why you tryna front, citrus? You ain't all that.
Even the walking dead have a right to choose what type of brains they'll be enjoying tonight with a nice Chianti.
Ground beef provides a great cushion if you've got a bad back.
This is how I would like all the milestones in my life to be honored from now on.
Don't tell me you haven't considered pounding his face into ground meat.
Get more Bieber fever over here!
Such a fluffy confection, such a sad existence. Oh the irony.