To this day, the “Now with FLAVOR!” part still kills me.
A lot of prospective boyfriend carers don’t know this, but once the typical boyfriend comes of age to be chosen by a carer, they are perfectly capable of procuring and preparing their own food!
Just make certain that you show them where the food items are located, and they should be able to provide not only for themselves, but for you, too! Now, no one says it’s wrong to feed a boyfriend, but not playing to their capabilities not only deprives them of proper growth, but robs you of a core feature of boyfriends: sharing a life as equals!
Just be a thoughtful and responsible carer, and you could have a happy home for decades, or until it shits on the floor and you have to put it down.
I’m a big boyfriend, all growed up, I can make hot pocket and peanut butter sandwich.
That sounds amazing rn [8]
You mean to say I should let it out of the enriching environment i’ve set up for it in my basement? What if it runs away???
Most boyfriends will come back home if they accidentally escape. Make sure to put a bell on your boyfriend’s collar so if he does get out he doesn’t decimate the local bird population.
Would it help if I had him neutered?
Probably
Mixing the pellets and wet food is what boyfriends crave.
Have you considered breast feeding?
I tried a bit from the tap after my son was born, can say it was not bad at all
Feed me something healthy so I don’t die at 40
I’m over 40 and only eat pizza bites, KD, and poutine. I’ve never had a single health related…aggggggggggggggggggggggg
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He must have died while typing …
At least he had the good sense to hit the ENTER key before he passed.
Ooooo
I have no idea what those things on the left are.
In the past week or two I be cooked with horse, venison and reindeer. All more moral meats than factory farmed, imo. Delicious as fuck when you known what you’re doing.
On a sidenote, the small store I got the reindeer from… I told the shopkeep how the reindeer had been wonderful when I got some more venison from them, and how I was enjoying eating cruelty free meat. Perhaps she didn’t really listen too what I said as her answer was to offer me some veal. (I did buy it though but that’s so immoral in comparison, sort of glad I fucked up the dish with too many mushrooms so I didn’t particularly enjoy the veal.)
This reindeer was great:
I’m not high on presentation but I was taking pictures for my food log for health reasons so I put a basil leaf on top. That’s gluten and dairy free though, as it’s gluten-free pasta. Which suck in general, btw, this is the only acceptable one I’ve found (Rummo).
I start by slow-cooking veggies for a few hours, mirepoix/soffritto style but with large veggies instead of diced. During that take the mince out to warm and rub some salt and spices into it. Then flash it in a hot pan and add to sauce and start building tomato and red wine based sauce around those. Simple, just takes a bit of time.
Oh and that leek? Literally thicker bigger than my arm. Unit of a leek. (That’s a piece of it and further in the background than you might think.)
What’s the husband food look like?
My wife makes chicken and steak. My experience good.
No veggies? No dessert?
I have gotten used to coffee and desert. I am officially an old man now.
However, the Italians/French are onto something, an espresso after lunch is great. It gives you half an hour or so of slacking off and then the caffeine kicks in.
It’s funny because men can’t cook
There are only two things that women don’t do as well as men and that’s design dresses and cook.
