Last night I went into my local supermarket and killed everyone on sight,
but not before tipping over everything I could from freezers to trolleys.
Then I walked into the staff room shouting at the top of my lungs, "WHERE'S
THE STUFF, GIVE ME ALL YOU HAVE, OR ELSE"!
They gave me around about 15 box's of the stuff. I then killed them and set light to the shop and made a quick get away with box's filled with every thing my heart has been calling out for.
Crunchy Nut Cornflakes, they're ludicrously tasty.
Sometimes Childish, Sometimes Puerile, Sometimes full of invective.
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