And as a fellow seafood lover, I want some of what you’re smoking.
I mean what the hell is going on in the top and bottom right quadrants? What’s with that bright orange, Kraft-colored noodle slop? And I can’t even begin to describe what the other thing is supposed to be. Also, no cocktail sauce for the shrimp? No butter for the surimi? The shrimp doesn’t even appear to be deveined! IDK about you, but I don’t want to eat a bottom feeder’s digestive tract along with all the nasties inside of it!












Nothing drives me crazier than a loud bird making the same obnoxious sounds over and over again for attention. Parrots, cockatiels, and mockingbirds are especially infuriating. I love birds but never want to own one ever again.