When time stood still they were all and the one.
Seemed like together was the way to be, but the assumption was wrong.
Brad left the group that he hated with passion.
Over by the fountain he took a drink and felt woozy.
A piece of bread came up to him and asked if he had some butter.
Brad shook his head and wondered what was going on.
The bread got frustrated when the man didn't answer.
The crumbs started flying and Brad had to flee.
But things weren't that easy and he panicked in the pursuit.
He remembered an old wisdom of stop, drop and cover and that was exactly what he did.
The effect was non-existent and the bread was all over him.
The fight was epic and a crowd started forming.
People had never seen a man defending himself against a piece of bread before.
Bread almost always won by default, even before a fight broke out.
It was the way things had always been, bread and especially bread crumbs were not something to trifle with.
At last Brad got the upper hand when he started taking huge bites of the bread.
Sadly he was allergic and went into a shock. This did not combine well with his panic and he started reciting Shakespeare to calm himself down. This angered the crowd who were all fans of Ben Jonson. Without hesitation they entered the fight, some had their own bread, some baked before entering. Amazing as it was baking was a speed contest this side of town and a loaf could be made in under a minute.
Soon crumbs of all sizes flew everywhere and started impeding traffic nearby.
Drivers jumped out of their cars and gathered water from the fountain pouring it on the bread crumbs.
For some reason only known to heads of state the bread crumbs drank the water with joy and swelled to forty times their size. Unfortunately no one was hungry and the town was engulfed in swollen bread crumbs.
Birds started gathering to eat their fill, though the bread was a quick prey with wit of the owl.
The winners were in the end the humming birds with their hovering ability, which they could use to turn off the TV. The spectators sat watching the screen for a long time after it went black, wondering what the hell just happened. Investigators never fully understood or could explain in detail the events of that day, which lead to a new religion being born.
The followers of the wet crumb god eventually reached nirvana when the state was turned into a haven for breads of all kind. All opposed to crumbs, breads or anyone in the slightest sympathetic toward humming birds was made to hug bread for ten years, after which they were tossed out of the country.
In the end everyone lived happily ever after and everyone converted to the new big bright religion.
All other religions, including the declared religion of science was stricken from all records and made punishable by crumbing.
A day later a crumb stated he felt he had been violated and discriminated against for being part of the bread and demanded they all stop worshipping bread, crusts and crumbs. The religion was abandoned and a great void was all that was left. People were lost and no one ever lived anymore.
After some time a man named Brad realized he felt offended by the void and started eating bread again. The bread got mad and in an instant the first last crumb was thrown.
Seemed like together was the way to be, but the assumption was wrong.
Brad left the group that he hated with passion.
Over by the fountain he took a drink and felt woozy.
A piece of bread came up to him and asked if he had some butter.
Brad shook his head and wondered what was going on.
The bread got frustrated when the man didn't answer.
The crumbs started flying and Brad had to flee.
But things weren't that easy and he panicked in the pursuit.
He remembered an old wisdom of stop, drop and cover and that was exactly what he did.
The effect was non-existent and the bread was all over him.
The fight was epic and a crowd started forming.
People had never seen a man defending himself against a piece of bread before.
Bread almost always won by default, even before a fight broke out.
It was the way things had always been, bread and especially bread crumbs were not something to trifle with.
At last Brad got the upper hand when he started taking huge bites of the bread.
Sadly he was allergic and went into a shock. This did not combine well with his panic and he started reciting Shakespeare to calm himself down. This angered the crowd who were all fans of Ben Jonson. Without hesitation they entered the fight, some had their own bread, some baked before entering. Amazing as it was baking was a speed contest this side of town and a loaf could be made in under a minute.
Soon crumbs of all sizes flew everywhere and started impeding traffic nearby.
Drivers jumped out of their cars and gathered water from the fountain pouring it on the bread crumbs.
For some reason only known to heads of state the bread crumbs drank the water with joy and swelled to forty times their size. Unfortunately no one was hungry and the town was engulfed in swollen bread crumbs.
Birds started gathering to eat their fill, though the bread was a quick prey with wit of the owl.
The winners were in the end the humming birds with their hovering ability, which they could use to turn off the TV. The spectators sat watching the screen for a long time after it went black, wondering what the hell just happened. Investigators never fully understood or could explain in detail the events of that day, which lead to a new religion being born.
The followers of the wet crumb god eventually reached nirvana when the state was turned into a haven for breads of all kind. All opposed to crumbs, breads or anyone in the slightest sympathetic toward humming birds was made to hug bread for ten years, after which they were tossed out of the country.
In the end everyone lived happily ever after and everyone converted to the new big bright religion.
All other religions, including the declared religion of science was stricken from all records and made punishable by crumbing.
A day later a crumb stated he felt he had been violated and discriminated against for being part of the bread and demanded they all stop worshipping bread, crusts and crumbs. The religion was abandoned and a great void was all that was left. People were lost and no one ever lived anymore.
After some time a man named Brad realized he felt offended by the void and started eating bread again. The bread got mad and in an instant the first last crumb was thrown.
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