We were chatting in the copy room while a science teacher was lamenting the fact that his students didn't "do for themselves" in the learning department. He said, "I'm spoon feeding and spoon feeding them, but it's still dribbling down their faces". We got a good chuckle out of that truism.
I'm also listening to a funny book-on-tape in which the author is recalling his childhood and describing how much he hated canned peas and carrots that his mother served him while growing up. He described the peas as having the color of monkey vomit, and the cubed carrots as being so ashamed to being called carrots that they shrunk in at the sides.