My lunch is such a dolt sometimes.
Quantity over quality. Comedy over logic.
Farting in the gravy will give anyone the giggles.
Make me a cake of fish and rice and I'm as happy as a bear with a cake of fish and rice! Wait, am I really a bear?
So fresh, and such a precise cut!
I'd build a rice palace to memorialize my love. But then of course I'd have to eat it.
Shut your terrifying blue mouth and stop trying to roofie me.
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