the human is a little bit awkward.
he says that i like it but i hate it.
it reminds me of a burnt toast.
for him, the toast must be spectacular.
if someone asks why he loves it,
then he would say why not.
i also used to like an unbaked toast.
and i also hate the burnt one.
it has two sides of its story.
there was and there is.
both sides.
he'd love them.
and
so would i.
