Comics about food | Roonie the Rabbit

Rule

RABBIT: The rule is, I'm not supposed to eat in between meals anymore EVER.

The rabbit eats more jelly.

Cancel Dinner

SQUIRREL: Why'd you cancel dinner? Did you eat all the food? RABBIT: I ate PART of the food.

SQUIRREL: What part? RABBIT: Your part.

Breakfast

RABBIT (thinking): The end of breakfast is sad.

RABBIT (thinking): Because there’s no food left.

Ready to Order

CASHIER: Let me know when you're ready to order. FAST FOOD CUSTOMER: HA!!! "Ready"? I'll never truly be READY.

FAST FOOD CUSTOMER: At some point, I'll just come to terms with the fact that nothing I order will fill the hold inside of me. I'll realize I'm looking for food to sustain me mentally as well as physically, and that's unreasonable.

Restraint

RABBIT: ((Hey! I just walked by a bowl of cookies without eating one!))

RABBIT: ((What willpower! What restraint!))

RABBIT: ((I deserve a reward.))

munch munch munch

Over-ordering

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Holiday Meal

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Jelly

FLYNN: You've got jelly all over yourself again. When will you learn?

ROONIE: Hmm, good question...

ROONIE: Probably... when there's no more jelly?

ROONIE: (shudder) What a chilling thought.

Routine

FLYNN: Same old routine... Breakfast, lunch, dinner... Go to bed. Do it all again.

FLYNN: You ever think there's... more to life than this?
ROONIE: Hmm...

ROONIE: I think it sounds pretty good actually.

ROONIE: Though I would maybe add in more snacks and naps.

Honestly

CHRIS: And he goes for the "candy bar" again. HONESTLY, Jacob... What do they got that I haven't got?
JACOB: HONESTLY, Chris?

JACOB: I mean... They have crispy delicious cookies delicately topped with ribbons of tender caramel, all wrapped up in a this layer of exquisite chocolate.

CHRIS: Oh SURE, if THAT'S what you're looking for...

CHRIS: But doesn't anyone value POTASSIUM anymore?!
STEPHEN: Hear hear!
JACOB: Shut up, Stephen.