No, two scoops of raisins.
This is the truth. You now know it.
And don't you forget it.
What if I've imagined all this? What if I've finally turned into what they've always said I would turn into? A maniac. A psycho killer.
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Two scoops of bran?
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Two scoops of jellybeans> two scoops of raisins.
Or so my local candy store tells me.
Your candy store is probably part of a big business. And you know what big businesses are best at.
Telling LIES.
I never liked that cereal.
I agree. People who like bran are probably the same people who eat prunes. Like old people.
Ew.
What business is it of yours, where I'm from, friendo?
Don't put it in your pocket.
It's your lucky quarter.
Don't be a faggot. I love Raisin Bran, and I am NOT old.
You're the only exception to this rule, Jakey boy.
Also, I don't like prunes.
No one does.
No one.
Okay, two of them. Both had the cereal raisin bran. It's peculiar. I'm older now than that cereal ever was by twenty years. So, in a sense that cereal is the younger thing. Anyway, first one I don't remember too well but it was about how there were two scoops of raisins rather than two scoops of bran.
The second one, it was like when the cereal and I were both back in older times and I was on horseback goin' through the mountains of a night. Goin' through this pass in the mountains. It was cold and there were prunes everywhere on the ground. The cereal rode past me and kept on goin'. Never said nothin' goin' by. The cereal had its packaging box wrapped around it with its flaps down.
And when it rode past I seen it was carryin' a sun with a face in a horn the way people used to do and I could see the horn from the light inside it about the color of the noon. And in the dream I knew that it was goin' on ahead and that it was fixin' to make a cereal bowl of raisin bran with more raisins imaginable than two scoops somewhere out there in all that bran. And I knew that whenever I got there it would be there.
And then I woke up.
I like it, but if I wanted to hear your life story, I would ask you.
So tell me your life story.
No, PenguinLink. Tell your life story elsewhere.
Obey me, because it's either my way or the highway.
I think "Behind Blue Eyes" is a better song.
I dreamt I saw a moo cow jump across the moon
Just a flight of fantasy zoom zoom zoom
I dreamt I met a spaceman he took me to his ship,
You know he cut my hair off snip snip snip
It's be fun for others. But it's not fun for me.
Knights
Since when does the sun carry scoops of raisins?
X-Naut
Why does the sun have a face?
A better question to ask.