way back when i was just a little bitty boy livin in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from jerry’s bait shop

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except of course for the undeniable fact that every single morning, my mother would make me a big old bowl of SAUERKRAUT for breakfast

aww, BIG BOWL OF SAUERKRAUT every single morning it was driving me crazy

i said to my mom i said “hey mom whats up with all the sauerkraut“

and my dear, sweet mother, she just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train

and she leaned right next to me

and she said

IT’S GOOD FOR YOU!!!

and then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth and force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

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