My kids like Survivorman, but I think you could avoid all that difficulty by never going more than two miles from a Walmart. He could come to our kitchen and eat the mouse that has probably died under the refrigerator!
I think we’ll be having chicken omelette and biscuits for dinner. My husband and one son are out of town for the day, so I can do something easy for the rest of us. Bill, the Ravenous Maw, doesn’t care what we eat as long as there’s lots of it!
The Elusive, Cleanest, Ravenous Maw probably has no idea that while he is shoveling food, his body is growing. Changing. Morphing.
(And he wonders why he sleeps so much!)