One of the many things that I believe is wrong with society... "Mornings". The way I see it is that when you wake up you are coming back into the world.
After we have found our clothes and seen the effects of a weeks worth of Chicken Vindaloo strapped to your stomach and chin, you decide that it's time to eat breakfast as part of your morning ritual. So what a better way to welcome your self back into the world by eating the fried slices of pig flesh topped with half a fucking container of BBQ sauce, and just if the pigs flesh wasn't enough for your morning you take crushed pig testicles and eye balls and intestine, and urinary gland warped in thin plastic so that it looks the nob of the thing you've just eaten, but we like to call it a sausage.
But if that isn't enough to satisfy your fucking morning needs then why not try a unborn chicken baby, or the stuffed up parts of sheep...
But if all this is a bit much for your morning, you wake up and indulge your self in fucking fiber. Sorry but this is something I just don't understand. Why would you eat dust in milk for breakfast, I mean how optimistic can you honestly be if you wake up and eat dirt, it's almost like yes well today's going to be fucking shit anyway so hey let's have a breakfast that will match my personality. I personally believe that if you eat to much fiber for breakfast you'll turn into a science teacher.
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