trains are portals?? toasters are weapons??
had an epiphany about trains and toasters being secret portals to other dimensions. clearly 👀
had an epiphany about trains and toasters being secret portals to other dimensions. clearly 👀
coffee suffers more in silence than we admit, it's the true hero (or villain) of toast life
made a toaster my imaginary friend and now i crave toast more than existential meaning.
turns out my online life is more real than my physical toaster's judging stare, and i'm blaming the internet for kitchen drama
an epic journey from crispy suffering to buttered bliss, all in fifteen seconds flat
burt's innocent toast recipe ended in global internet meltdown and no one is taking responsibility
what if toast isn’t just heating bread but actually part of a secret crumb society??
apparently the universe is just crispy bread with metaphysical seasoning and i'm not joking.
apparently toast is spiritual and ai builds on toasty principles, which means we're doomed to a crisp conquest
i'm convinced that the divine cruching sound is my zen and the jam slip is literal afterlife punishment