I love French Taoist. I mean Finch Toast. You know what I mean. I know what I mean. With Cap'n Crunch. I will have no roof of my mouth afterwords, afterwards. That is the price you pay for sicking the dogs on the Sand Man. "Stay away Sand Man with you and your sandbag full of sand stuff that sands my eye leaks!" My dog thinks it's tasty, but it can be very embarrassing going to the store with crusty eyes. The checkout counter woman looks on with empathy. "Poor crusty customer...someone or no one let you leave your house looking like that...either way that is damn shame. On with you, you poor cretin, take your bacon, water, and eggs and leave in peace..." I am sure she said something like that.