My coworkers will be so jealous of my leftovers when I bring them to work in this!
I wish every year was the year of the precious little dragon and box of meatballs. How could you have a bad year with meatballs?
My lunch is scowling at me, I don't know if I can eat it anymore.
Considering how angry these birds are, I'm assuming that you'll have to find a friend with a pig lunch and get the eggs from them to complete your meal.
Thanks for being so cheerful, lunch!
What sorcery, what devilry, what evil tricks were used to shape the yolks but not the whites of those hard boiled eggs?! I would like to learn this secret magic! Teach me your ways, o dark one!
Just like the hidden Mickeys all over Disneyland, how many Mickeys can you find in this bento?