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So, here's to you, burnt toast, for always pushing the boundaries of what breakfast can be. Your tenacity in turning a simple slice of bread into a culinary adventure is truly a spectacle to behold. Just remember, moderation might be the key next time – unless you're aiming for that perfect blend of carbon and crunch that only you can provide.
But let's not forget your unique talent for filling the air with the nostalgic scent of a campfire, reminding us of those camping trips where marshmallows met their fiery fate. And who needs a smoke machine at a rock concert when we have you, burnt toast, producing an impressive haze that's sure to set off every smoke alarm within a five-mile radius?