"I'll have the chicken fingers with fries, please."
Warning: Chocolate-covered pickles ahead.
The most fucked up meal of the day.
Welp, my appetite's gone.
Y'all are crusty AF.
*sets phone on fire* H/T str8boytexts
Everything here is just a little bit weird.
**gagging** **doesn't stop**
New level of cringe unlocked.
Nope. It isn't just you. We checked.
There's a reason the Pope doesn't release pigeons.
It's the sweetest gig ever.
There's enough on their plates for them to have to listen to your nonsense as well.
There's icky and then there's ICKY.
So. Much. Nope.
Three words: playing with pubes.
The horror awaits.
STOP TRYING TO SHOVE SEAFOOD DOWN MY THROAT.
One hundred people, 100 different ways of making out!
It's probably mayo, 'cause of course it is.
Everyone puts their jeans on one leg at a time. Just make sure it's the right pair of jeans!
What a time to be alive.
Time to own up, you filthy animals.
"You're clearly failing at marriage."
Haaaaaave you seen ANY other show?
This is honestly disgusting and I watched it four times.
Nightmares for days.
Everyone's taste buds are different?
God save their souls.
"YOU SHAT IN MY BED."
Nope. Nope. Nopeity nope.
Nothin' ew about J. Lo.
Brb, going to brush my teeth.
Just take a jar and a spoon, why complicate things?
They smell like the Devil's buttcrack.
This year was a disaster from start to finish.
An apple a day won't keep the dentist away.
Tomato? More like tomatNO, amirite?
Because coriander cake and cilantro tea is just way too fucking far.
Peeling, infections, and a whole lot of blood.
Come on, spit it out.
"I’m hiding the letter ‘D’!"
Because of course ham, mustard and marshmallow go together.
Brb choking on Milo.