This is part three of a part five series, so stay tuned.
Carrots. The cameraman was holding up some carrots behind the camera to get Lovie to look at it, as soon as the photographer gave him the carrots he ran off to his in stadium cave to devour his newly acquired carrots.
Chinese food, but not the usual, most popular dishes, like general tso’s, dumplings, sweet and sour, stuff like that. Kevin only eats the “Happy Family” dish. You make me sick, Kevin Wilson.
Bread. Not toasted, no butter or jam or anything like that, just plain, Meijer brand bread.
He has a favorite food, but he’s certainly not going to tell you what it is. I mean, look at that smile. He knows you want to know it, but he’s not telling you, he wants you to suffer, and question, and doubt.
RAW MEAT, BONES STILL IN IT, WITH A SIDE OF WHOLE MILK, STRAIGHT FROM THE COW’S UTTERS
Owls. He knows that it’s weird, and he doesn’t care about your judgement. He doesn’t even remember when he first started dining on our winged nocturnal friends, but he hasn’t shown any signs of slowing down.
Oatmeal with cinnamon, a respectable and sensible choice, though a little outdated.
Steak, burnt to a crisp, with ketchup. From a five-star restaurant.
I’m sorry for this, Urban. Papa Johns.
Shoes. Any kind of show will do, but he prefers Nike basketball shoes.
Pizza, just like his birth father, Urban Meyer.
Bacon, just like HIS birth father, Ron Swanson, the fictional character.