He’ll eat it, doesn’t mean he’s going to like it.
I love the first two panels.
Because complaining is easier than doing something about the thing we’re complaining about?
Because his parents underestimated how “sweet” their offspring will turn out.
I remember seeing it on Netflix, the scariest parts weren’t the usual jumpscares, but moments that made me go “…huh?!” without any noise.
Hey, you can’t go wrong with a lot of peanut butter! (unless you have a nut allergy)
I avoid trying to control the thing that I can’t control.
I’m having flashbacks of that terrifying Garfield story arc from Halloween of 1989.