Chucking the little black nuggets onto the embers of the fire and soon they burst into flame
Outputting more heat to warm up the chilly cabin
And to think people called him a dinosaur when he burnt his favorite fuel
Look, he was just freeing his spiritual ancestors’ souls in exchange for warmth
Stench of burnt sugar permeated the kitchen,
Making the smoke detector chime in with its opinion on the situation.
Everyone came running in to see what happened.
Lee just shrugged and put the butter away in the fridge.
Looks like they would have to settle for plain ice cream, and that just stinks!
The realization that you are burnt out
Oh, and you know that the whole thing is just beginning
And that’s why you feel so crusty
So butter up, buttercup, and take a deep breath
Then when you feel less crispy take another bite.
Ripping up the broken tiles by breaking them some more, how cool is that?
Underneath the subfloor doesn’t look that bitch’n, soooooo
Gonna lay me down some burnt orange shag. Make the bathroom groovy again!
Too much time had passed by the time he got to the scene
Obviously there was nothing left that could be salvaged
At best the remaining carbon could still be dated in like forty thousand years
Still he wanted to be able to reconstruct the past
Then the bread wouldn’t be burnt.
Too bad the food came out burnt and underseasoned
Still there was no reason for Pete to lose his temper
Killing the cook staff was definitely overkill