Gather 'round, Brothers and Sisters for I have a wonderful tale to share.
You've heard of the perfect storm, no? Well, tonight I had the perfect meal.
Details, you say, details!
Here they are:
The bread was fresh. Never opened until that very moment. I carefully removed two pieces. Crusty, fresh, soft in the middle...
I lovingly removed the Blue Plate from the fridge and got a nice, wide knife with which to apply it liberally on both pieces of the bread.
Then I reached for the tomato.
Yes, Brothers and Sisters. It was dark red, almost bursting through its skin. The smell was divine.
I washed it carefully.
Getting a sharp knife, I sliced through the top and laid it aside.
Then I reverently sliced more onto the open, waiting bread.
Cutting the sandwich in half, I gently carried it to the table.
I poured my drink.
The sweet milk was so cold that it felt like I was pouring it on me instead of in me.
Bliss.
Need I say more?
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