I've got kitchen table and a big ole' bear-shaped bottle of honey, but I'm missing those honeycombed slabs of delicious starch. I'd be much obliged if somebody could help a man get his breakfast on.
I used to be a regular bacon man, if you know what I mean, but the police stole the pig.
If you want ratios or speed tests, I can do it. I just need me a delicious breakfast.
Thank you for your consideration.
Hungry in Japan,