KUTO! Two of my cohabitants have headlice. I am very, very afraid. Eek.
And so it is said, that the chocolate chip pancakes held no ill will toward men. Rather it was the slowly baked honey ham who was plotting against those bi-pedal, rational animals emboldened with intent to consume. Into the oven it shall go. For whom will the cake's praise be directed but towards their saviors, all seven of them sitting on stools and sipping cider, cultivating culinary conspiracies since dawn.
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