The dawning will come and then we will all be nourished with milk and covered lightly with sugar. Then the maker will ingest us. Maybe with a banana or a bagel.
Mmm-hmmm.
The glorious spoon will come down and lift us into the chasm of eternal possibilties and germs. Then we're digested and eventually the reemergence through the waste cavity, then splendorous rebirth.
Um, yeah, weren't you in Russ' bowl? Shouldn't you be talking to him?
