The baguette I lost, found and ate for breakfast the other day... I think about it from time to time. Maybe it wasn't fully eaten after all.
Well, it was, but who knows, maybe it just knew something and was murmuring to itself, or whatever baguettes do before their extinction, 'I shall not wholly die', or rather 'I shall not wholly be eaten'.
Because one day when the Universe has been cleared of everything, including evildoers and junk, (if they are not one and the same thing), someone - I sincerely hope - will be clearing the Internet of everything, including junk and what evildoers put there, and when that someone comes across that post, just before they click delete they may - I sincerely hope - take a quick look at it and think for a second of the baguette, maybe even of me, and...
(really, I have no idea what then - sigh, yawn, smile, tap their forehead? - and I quite like the suspense).
