a turnip a day keeps nothing at bay

they used to eat train people, said sponge.
that was before they had trains, said breadroll, and then only when there were no turnip. which happened rather often.
turnips are good for you, said sponge.
overrated as a superfood, said breadroll, i could have them anytime and still would suffer from all sorts of things.
me too, said sponge, but with train people it is a different matter.

keep posted

breadroll had spilt coffee, tea, beer, wine, schnaps and a brownish liquid of obscure origin on the breakfast table.
we let one liquid chase the other and finally let them all come together as one, he said (breadroll said this sentence which may have been a little bit too long for breadroll at this time in the morning but still somehow fits the pattern and hence was used).
you deserve some coleslaw, said block of wood.
they observed the liquids mingling.
how do we remove the stains though, said breadroll.
with coleslaw, said block of wood.
keep me posted on that one, said sponge.

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