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I’m not sure who decided that a taste for certain foods and enjoyment of certain hobbies had to expire upon admission into adulthood, but whoever it was can eat bird brains for dinner, because they’re a big, fat, poopy-head. I will dip my French fries in jelly, and enjoy cheerios for dinner until I die. (Which could happen sooner than later on that sort of diet…) Other activities that shouldn’t have an “appropriate age” standard include: roller skating, slip ‘n slides, Game Boys, and feeding ducks in the park. |


