So some toast walks into a bar, and the bartender says, 'sorry, we don't serve food here.'
So the other day I was in my room and I heard my brother in the kitchen ask who had left their toast in the toaster. I walked out later and saw that there were still two pieces of toast in the toaster, I left them there.
I came back out at like 2 am and there was only one piece of toast in the toaster, I thought, this means one of two things; somebody tried to eat that old stale toast from this morning. OR somebody took out the old toast and went to make themselves some more toast and forgot about it, continuing the sad cycle.
And then I realized I wanted toast, and I thought "I'm a responsible person, I won't forget, the cycle ends with me." and I put the bread in, and looked for the jam and butter. There was no butter. I looked back at the toaster, I'd already put the bread down, it was too late.
but I am a responsible person so I canceled the toast and put it in a zip lock baggie to make into french bread later.