The five second rule does not apply to grief.
It’s like dropping your newborn baby.
I scream. You scream. We all grieve for ice cream.
From our hands into the mouth of god.
“Please take us back to McDonald’s, it’s much nicer there.”
Cement is the obviously the best topping.
Perhaps one of the only things you’d eat off someone’s feet.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men kneeled and wept.
Won’t someone please reunite him with his family?
There’s nothing cheery about this at all.
Why do they smush the things we love?
Will this elevator take them up to heaven?
Hmmm. Here are the double chocolate brownies I took so much care in making. #5SecondRule
Sundae bloody sundae.
So this was the first thing I saw today… foreshadowing? #piefromthesky #fivesecondrule
Poor sucker, we barely knew ye.
Mourning you until we join you.
Who let her out into the big bad world all alone?
#donutastrophe -I offered to adopt them & nurse them back to health but @Collectingcandy stopped me. #5secondrule
A layer of guac isn’t the worst final resting place.
Bet this dude was feeling really meloncholy afterwards.
They never stood a chance.
These little guys need a hole lotta love.
This is the second worst thing to happen to this chicken.
You can sweep those right into the gates of heaven.