Cookie crisp is the definition of life. I eat cookie crisp for breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, and desert. I've abandoned my friends and family because they don't want to talk about cookie crisp and only cookie crisp all the time. My entire house is filled with bugs, rats, and cookie crisp boxes. I have not relieved myself in days. I have forced myself not to so I can make more time for eating cookie crisp. Or my body is shutting down since I have not left where I have sat in days. My entire house and body is covered in a thick layer of cookie crisp dust. I look around and see nothing but roaches and cookie crisp, along with the wolf mascot Chip. Soon I will go to the upper life and do nothing but eat and talk about cookie crisp with chip. I look down at my naked body, completely covered in cookie crisp. I am proud of what I have accomplished in life. My body has split open and chewed up cookie crisp is everywhere. My last words were i'm coming Chip

HH