["more" alright
i know this is a tumblr post. Let it live.]

Peep: I am distressed.

Peep: it is fiVE IN THE MORning.

Peep: and i have been staring at my wall since like midnight trying to think of the word for this,,,,,,, thing.

Peep: humanity's greatest fuckin invention.

Peep: it's like. breadsticks.

Peep: but more square ?

Peep: rectangle.

Peep: & they taste sweet.

Peep: I think there's a country in the name

Peep: Hungary cinnamon bread

Peep: Great Britain sticks

Peep: France bread

Peep: France bred

Peep: France brad

Peep: France bread

Peep: France sticks

Peep: Francebreadsticks

Peep: France France revolution

Peep: France bread

Peep: France breadsticks

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Peep: FRENCH TOAST STICKS

B: "France France revolution"

Peep: die