A not so innocent snack. . .

Hey guys, since lunchtime is coming so quick and I didn't have any breakfast either, I will have a brunch. It's a mix of a lunch and a breakfast. Say what? You never heard of it before? Well damn you! Because it is amaziiiiiiiing!!!!!! Okay, where was I? Oh yeah, WAITER!

Why the hell do you think I would want cake and coffee at 12:00 in the day? That's so stupid and absurd! Instead of wasting your time trying to give off a good impression on Kili, get out your list and start checking down my order you dumbass! Ugh, honestly. Okay, so I want a whole set of brownies (make one of them a lava brownie), a big platter of crepes (the French kind), extra powdered sugar! Don't forget that. Continuing, a huge stack of chocolate chocolate chip pancakes with more chocolate dripping down the sides. A couple-a dozen. . .uh, twenty. . .er, thirty. . .make that fifty oatmeal creme pies. A large nice big piece of Quiche, three big slices of lasagna, a parfait, a huge big chocolate pie just for me, and last but not least, a drink to go along with it, just to wake me up a little. How about a---- no not a Pepsi--- cola? NO! Cappuccino? No, had that too many times. Caffeine is bad for me anyway. Juice? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?! I KNOW! A BUTTERBEER! Got that?! Now get out of here, stupid!

























What the hell is this? A bite?! COME BACK HERE, YOU STUPID LARD-ASS! (Whip crackling) PA! PA! PA! PA! PA! There, that should teach you never to take a morsel out of my food ever again.


Mmmmm, aaaaaaah. There we go, now my belly is full. NO ONE BOTHER ME, I'M GOING TO SLEEP! Zzzzzzzzzzzz. . . . . . . . .