Once upon a mid-day sunny, while I savored Nuts ‘N Honey, With my Tuscan Whole Milk, 1 gal, 128 fl. oz., I swore As I went on with my lapping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at the icebox door. ‘Bad condensor, that,’ I muttered, ‘vibrating the icebox door - Only this, and nothing more.’
I love all the people going “Duh, this isn’t what it’s really like in Asia! This is BIAST PROPERGANDERZZZZ!!!!11!” Yes, I am broadly aware that DVDs are not made using unicorns, thanks.