So what I want to know is, where is this caterpillar getting all of this fantastic food? He jumps from eating just fruit to scarfing down everything you can think of: ice cream, salami, a lollipop, watermelon, cheese, etc. Now, I didn’t know that caterpillars could count, but apparently this one can, because he sets up this whole complicated reverse-diet, in which he eats one piece of fruit on Monday (because apparently caterpillars also understand days of the week), two on Tuesday, three on Wednesday, and so on up until Saturday, when he goes absolutely ballistic.
After all, he eats apples, pears, plums, you name it. Like, he really really really likes fruit. The caterpillar starts looking for some grub and shows a real taste for fruit. He couldn’t have paused for even one second to take in the splendor of the leaf upon which he stepped, or the beautiful moon watching over his birth? The disappointment, you guys. His first thought it “NOMNOMNOMNOMNOM.” Now, I know that this is also the first thought that humans have when they are born, but, you know, I hold caterpillars to a higher standard.
So first, this skinny-ass caterpillar pops out of an egg and his first thought isn’t “Oh, wow, EXISTENCE!” or “Where’s my mama?” or “What is the meaning of life?” No. By signing up you agree to our terms of use
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