Where’s all the kids?

That’s plenty. I couldn’t eat a whole one.

What will be done with the other half

Nice and tender.

They’re only half kidding.

Sounds like the lunch of a certain fat Scottish guy who’s name I’m not 100% sure I’m allowed to use on this site.

Fried child is off the menu. They ran out of baby oil.

A special recipe of Julia’s Child.

Save half for later.

I love children – parboiled. – W.C. Fields

Proverb: Spare the boil, pan the child.

TV news promo: Check-splitting cannibals… tonight at eleven!

I know little about Vietnamese, but I think:

Ước nửa con = I wish I have a child.

Ước nua con = Wishing you a baby,

Luộc nửa con = Boil half an animal. (baby??)

Help….Marum.

Just like mother used to make.

Most canned goods, have a picture of the contents on the label.
So when the first cans of Baby Food arrived in PNG, the locals angrily threw them out.

Which is a ridiculous contention. Because everyone knows, Baby Oil is made by rendering down babies….The same as they used to do with whales.

Well you sometimes have to compromise with the better half until you get full custody.

The King Solomon Platter comes with choice of half a scissor or one slipper.