i was really despressed and trying to make a breaky fast delicioso
and so i like, so i put an egg in my hoody pocket
then i stoppeed to read al souls cheerry writing
and when i bent to sit down
the egg
smashed
...
I really gotta stop sh*tting on my keysh-bored

Quite so.
                  now
            pass
me some tea in my top-most hat,
i'm feeling trite and totally mad-
cow disease.
wait..
when did we start talking about that?