And that's when I held my donut high up to the world, announcing it's wondrous arrival into my hand. My donut. My sweet and nummy savior from the cursed ruins of breakfast time. Then with a delicate swipe, I ate it. It was good. But I spat out the coffee. Even Dunkin Donuts coffee is not as amazing as the people on those roofs say.
I think they get hit by meteors often. Especially tommorow morning. And the meteors soar away from me! Oh, please! I just wanna glimpse one once or twice 'cause that would be nice. Now lurk these streets alone. ALONE I SAY. Thanks. Byyyeee....
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