Gin

I’m glad that you’re teaching Toast zee schoolings… is a good balance for ‘is cooking.

Zey need zee sunshine for photosynthesis, Toast.

Plants can make their own food… zey’re nature’s little chefs… just like you.

Man, I’m not a chef yet! I’m still learning stuff!

Yesterday Angry Chef showed me how to make prime rib. It was the size of your head, Mallory!

Yes… my ‘ead is ‘uge. Monstrous, really. Bulbous. And most ugly.

I know zat you’ll be a great chef one day… as long as you stay off zee mood juice.

What’s mood juice?

Yesterday…

What? Who told you that gin is a girl’s drink?

Carl said gin is a panty remover and that’s what girls wear!

Sit down, shitsock. Now you listen to me: who drinks more than anyone you know?

You do.

So what are you doing listening to Carl for? Gin is vicious! Gin is the key to a martini! I’m drinking a martini right now!

But if a martini is a mixing up drink, why are you drinking gin right out of the bottle?

I drink my martinis deconstructed.

It’s a chef thing.

When Angry Chef passed out yesterday afternoon, I saw Toast take a break and read a book.

Angry Chef’s alcoholism does provide academic opportunities.

Hey! Hurry up you guys!

I’m glad that you’re teaching Toast zee schoolings… is a good balance for ‘is cooking.

Hey! Hurry up you guys!

I’m glad that you’re teaching Toast zee schoolings… is a good balance for ‘is cooking.

Toast doesn’t realize how bright he actually is. He reminds me of someone walking next to me.

Oh Abacus, I’d ‘ate for Toast to zink like me.

Wondering if plants despise ‘umans… Remembering I can’t afford panties… Worrying Angry Chef is one drink away from a ‘eart failure… Realizing prime rib used to ‘ave a mother…