Well if it's going to be that kind of party, I'm gonna get some gouda!

Udderly charming.

Boing.

Boing.

Wham.

Boing.

Chefs Melissa and Michael brought enough provisions for the apocalypse.

Mr. E tackles a mountain of pancakes.

Like father, like son. Pancaking is in their blood.

Bitch please. Ya'll just a bunch of pancake-eatin' wannabes. Ain't no way you'll polish that stack.