I sexually identify as a single Pringle, ready to mingle. Ever since I was a potato, I dreamed of being thin sliced, lathered in oil, and heated in a steamy oven until reaching climax at the micro second of golden-browness. People bully me and say things like “what the f[b]u[/b]ck, you aren’t even a potato”, but I know deep down they are just jealous of my inner beauty. I have already started hiding in cylinders all day, and recently, I've even been improving my crunchiness by regularly burning my sides on the stove. I want you guys to respect my natural ability to instantly satisfy low salt carb cravings, and if you don’t, you are oppressing me and need to check your diabetes privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.
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I suppose there is nothing to do now. You have succeeded in life. You have finally found your purpose.