I demand this at every party I will attend from now on. Friends, take note!

Good luck choking down that conspiracy theory.

See kids, this is what happens when you spend too much time in a tanning bed.

Either the toast feels violated and needs to clean off the icky or someone thinks you need some breakfast.

Let's take a left on Toastdrain Ave. I wanna pick up some breakfast.

God, you're ALWAYS jelly. It's getting old.

Warning: naughty words and an "intense" love for toast.