Send βπβ to throw a loaf of bread at my muse.
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Tailgate shrieks as a tide of bread comes cascading from the sky, all hard and stale and gritty, bouncing off his plating and soon burying him. Crumbs clog the gaps in his plating as he struggles to free himself.
