When The Parts Are Done, They Will Eat Toast

A wise mine once said, “The exact moment at which the toast is done cannot be observed without affecting the speed at which toast refuses to be bread”; or like someone falling out of a parked car onto a spinning dollop of pavement, I get better and better putting my head down and throwing myself into traffic without hesitating and I don’t actually notice the moment that I somersault to a halt and mark the last double barline.

Unstoppable!