I hacked into a sacred text which turned out to be a ‘word document.’ And there I found the secret formula for the bisque. I thought it would be harmless. I thought it would be delicious. I was wrong. The holy word document brought forth the sacred bisque which revealed the evil in me. The sacred bisque which revealed the evil in me was MUCH too salty.
My mind began to wander. I’d ask: ‘Why am I still here?’, ‘What on earth am I doing here?’, ‘You call this a bisque?’ I felt confused. The madwoman in me sought sanctuary in the sanctuary of my Lean Cuisine. In my Swedish Meatballs Lean Cuisine. And in my cuisine, I found refuge.