Grapes! Grapes! Give me grapes!
C’mere Ralphy ! There’s gotta be something good in this bag somewhere!
Just a tbt to my younger summer dayz!
“Ya, Buckley, those horns are kinda in my way...I could go eat somewhere else, but...naw, we are BFFs!”
Wait a minute Ralphy! I think you have an itch on your tail I need to scratch!
Who put this tire in the way of my munching??
Wayyy too hot to go outside. We will just stay in the barn and eat.