All hail to the Cosmic Muffin! The great giver of life. The creator of the world. He made man in his own image – no wonder there is so much obesity. Muffin-tops are the chosen few. He gave his only mini-muffin to save man from his sins; born on a virgin muffin tray, never been used before (sprayed with fluid). Something sweet sent down to absolve us of all our sins. A sugary treat in which we all part take.
Ixnay, on the hell and damnation, ay.
Muffins are here to stay. And muffins, as we know, move in mysterious ways.
All hail the Cosmic Muffin.
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