One of more odd pages of my Sketchbook Project was about farting brussel sprouts. I know, I'm a classy lady. The other evening while I was figuring out what to serve for vegetables, brussel sprouts popped into my head and all I could think was that they are AWFUL. Truly, truly awful. But why are they awful, you ask? Well, other than tasting hideously, they also meangirl each other which is just unforgivable, really.
Pen and Crayola Marker. I'm stealing my kids supplies.