Upon awakening, the children of the household decided that their tummys were empty, so they went downstairs seeking sustinance while their Mommy slept on in peace upstairs. But the, lo the cornflake of hell...Flakezilla.
Compare Flakezilla to it's cousin, the regular corn flake. Look at Flakezilla next to a number two pencil, placed upon a sheet of greenest paper. Is this not the scariest thing you've seen all day? A mutant cornflake. The cornflake from Hell. It lives!
The Girl found Flakesilla in her box of Corn Flakes and it was so frightening that she had to run upstairs to show me the evidence of this heinous invasion. Awakened from my stupor by such a horrible sight, I had to immediately roll over and go back to sleep. But Flakezilla lived on, for the Girl felt that it must be saved as evidence of how the world is going to hell in a handbasket.
When I finally crawled out of bed after a long phone conversation with a friend and went downstairs to join in the pre-New Year's Eve festivities, I found that Flakezilla had taken up residence on our coffee table. With camera in hand, I provide you with the evidence of it's existance.
Now, pray scientists amongst you, what the hell happened to this flake? How did it become such a mutant?
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