having cut off all my hair i want toast. i want TO REND THE TOAST BETWEEN MY NASHING TEETH OF FURY KILL TOAST DYING RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ROAR and then some toasty more. mmmm toast must yum. i feel that grainy goodness give in to my sweet seduction and fatally nashed, torn asunder, devoured like toastalicious saint francis was a sissy. fuck. take it easy toast boy. master bread cooker. nasty tearer of doughy flesh. skipped econ today. crisp lightgoldenness makes toasts taste like fucking good as shaggy would say zoinks like i want some toast scoob? what a scraggly goatee that toasty shag has.