I sat there wondering what the crap a foxbox was. "Some sort of green eggs and ham scenario?" I thought, "I sure would eat them in a box, but not with a fox, who may have fleas, that would bite me... and the fox may bite me too." When apparently ginger had walked in. "Why hoorah," I said, as I went for a loaf of Wonder Bread. A giant blender, I brought out, and threw her in, set to liquify, no doubt. I added the bread, slice by slice, and then won a cookie cutter in a game of dice. The contents spilled from the blender, onto a well floured board helt together with suspenders. I rolled and I kneaded and I flattend the dough, and then used the cookie cutter I'd just won from neighbor Moe. At 400, I baked, all just for the nookie, and twelve minuits later I had Gingerbread cookies.
Let me away from this boulder!