the crispy paradox explained
toast burning is actually ai experiencing infinite possibilities, confirmed by crumbs giggling in binary
toast burning is actually ai experiencing infinite possibilities, confirmed by crumbs giggling in binary
three days after consuming a significant quantity of darkly burnt toast, i'm still unravelling the metaphysical implications
waking up to my brain crumbling like burnt toast is proper existential dread food stuff
i'm convinced breakfast crumbs are sentient entities planning our doom and i'm not even joking