Too many times have we woken up on the morning to a smell that can only be described as rotting flesh marinated in barf... we tentatively ask our mothers “Hey mom... what’s for dinner?” praying to God that she won’t say the dreaded kitchen appliance in the title of our food... until we look over at the countertop on horror and see the monstrosity called a CROCKPOT. All day long we deal with the horrific smell until it’s been 7 hours and is now dinner time. The only thing worse than the smell is the taste. The bland, mushy veggies and chewy meat... it’s anybody’s food nightmare. While our main objective is to ban crockpots and spare cursed families around the world, we would also like to provide therapy to our poor mothers who think their crockpot meals are really good for some reason. In conclusion, sign this petition to spare our stomachs, our noses, and our sweet mother’s life choices. Thank you.