Wind meals!
Credit goes to my 6 year old
You’ll falafel.
that's shellfish."
"Canteens?" he asked.
"No, it doesn't matter what age," I replied.
Apparently badgers can't be choosers.
... but there's no accounting for taste.
Is a BRRRRRrito
Because... maybe they like fast food
Because he was stuffed!! 🤣 🤣
It Pikachews...
He never reveals his sauces
Shellfish, you could really pull a mussel.
That's naan ya business.
The dad splits up from the boys in the morning, leaving them the task of getting food for the day.
The boys chance upon a patch full of peas - they have enough for all three meals and to pelt each other with.
Reuniting at the end of the day, the dad asks how it went.
“We played with each other’s peas!” The little one chimes in.
Just a little displeased, dad asks him sternly to clarify.
“We gathered peas, he meant.” Added the middle boy.
“Okay, and what did you have for breakfast?”
“Pea soup.”
“Lunch?”
“Pea soup.”
The boys started sniggering.
“What’s so funny? And what about dinner?”
“Nothing dad. We had pea soup too.”
“Well, that doesn’t seem like much. What did you do all evening?”
Bursting out laughing, they all said:
“Pee soup.”
It makes me Falafel
In the CALFeteria.
(My 7 year old thought of this joke all by himself)
How can I make them less eggcentric?
Theaters
But there’s only one Friday.
I guess Heinzsight is 20/20.
When I heard this, I said, "but that's just nuts".
She wanted naan of it
An insomnisnack.
marsh-mellows.
It'd be too much carrion'
Sshhhhh....kabob
Slothy seconds
filet minion
I thought I was pretty serious sounding. I said it, "Ingest!"
Does that mean they Hallowean?
Grail mix.
You dye a little bit on the inside.
I still falafel.
Thai Food!
We get down to the fortune cookies and we all read ours straightforward. Maybe an added "in bed" at the end. Then my dad reads his "Help, I'm trapped inside a fortune cookie factory!"
Niece: Cuban food? Are we going to eat cubes?
And when we got there, I swear this happened, there was a pork dish on the menu that was described as fried pork cubes. She ordered it.
It's a dyet.
I told her it's just a recurrying nightmare.
That would be its utensil strength.
Must be all the extroversion olive oil!
i couldnt pick up some noodles with chopsticks so my dad told me to use a fork. Clearly set himself up for a really bad joke, he proceeds to yell in my face "FORK YOU" then looked around for approval on the joke.
Unbelievable
