The Buckets by Greg Cravens for January 23, 2022

LOL Tiny hands on humongous eyes.

This is backwards. I’ve always loved naming my food, then eating it! The sense of sacrifice makes everything taste so much better.

This cup of coffee right here? Died for my pleasure, it did. Delicious.

A neighbor had a pig named Pepperoni.

“Hello, Peter Pan, welcome to our home…” (It occurs to me that “Skippy” works, too)

Eddie, do not name the sandwich

Lot’s of tasty animal friends.

P.E.T.A. aka People Eating Tasty Animals… (´∀｀)

Lots of animal friends and no food.

And that’s why my kid went vegetarian at 14. Sigh.

I love how the ears drooped with the fallen grin and bags under the big eyes.“I’ve heard the screams of the vegetables, watching their skins being peeled…”was that Dr. Demento?

does he not realize how many peanuts had to die to make that sammich ?!

Had a co-worker that bought 2 pigs to raise up. She named them ham and bacon so the kids wouldn’t get attached

Offering him a peanut butter sandwich probably won’t help much. Once he names it and talks to it, it won’t be any different from the situation with the pizza — unless of course he only has this issue with “guest” food, as opposed to the PB sandwich Mom makes from the ingredients that are already in the house.