i would not worry about breadroll if i was you, said sponge, it would be atypical.
you think so, said block of wood, because if you wrong i could do with some slaughter; some horrorshow if that’s more your style, just to be blokk again, and if i had sung this with a guitar to cool my armpit i would gone down as a folkstar.
fine, said sponge, we consider the splatter then.