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.
I'll forgive kitty for leaving footprints on my egg because he drew pretty little hearts on my chicken fingers! Aw, kitty, you really do love me!
Thanks for being so cheerful, lunch!
I always adored this book as a kid. I would have been over the moon with a caterpillar I could eat!
My steaks are a little too static, they need more attitude.
Piggies, stop staring at me so blankly with your super blankity blank faces. I can't get a read on you, you're creeping me out. Let's just eat and get it over with.
I'll celebrate Easter every day if it means I get to eat lunch like this.