Hey, anybody up for a taco?

Right?!

All these things do is eat and eat, then poo, and then eating again.

Eat as much as you like.

Yes, they are. Eat them. Eat them!

Someone like me doesn't have the right to eat.

I want to drink from the clearest water.

Ain't nothing I like more than licking food off a girl's tits. Okay, then.

Will?

You want some?

I never even touched that bitch.

Well somebody did! He was poisoned!

He ate one bite, and then another.

Can we eat him?

And let's see, you can make the pie and cinnamon and sugar, and then you eat, and you eat, and you eat, and you she's about 300 pounds now.

Naturally I chose different kinds of food from my previous diet.

I made the pudding that you like!

But when do you have pizza?

What do you want to eat?

I want to eat ice cream.

I want to eat steak.

I want to eat soft serve ice cream.

What do you wanna eat?

I want to eat a steak.

I want to eat ramen.

I want to eat Chinese noodles.

I want to eat pizza.

Want to eat ice..

Would you like some chocolate?

I hope there's pudding.

This will go down a treat.

I always wanted to try red beans and rice,

Can I have a Mars bar?

The men are eating lunch.

Ah! It looks good.

Can we have some pot brownies?

Dad, can I have my cookies?

The bitter melon is crying out, Eat me, eat me.

I want to drink from the greatest water.

It's a simple formula eat food.

Take your coca and a sandwich.

We'll have some cake.

And the rest of the year they're free to roam around Eduardo's land and eat what they want.

He doesn't care.

I've been writing about food more or less omnivorously one might say indiscriminately for about 30 years.