Dear Porrige I ate this morning.
I just wanted to let you know how much I hate you.
Your package said to put cup of you and three ½ cups of water, but that was a mean lie. You instantly turned soup-like and indcredibly nasty.
I'll let you know that I'd been out running at 6.40am and was hungry.
But I had to wait five bloody minutes.
Then I had to wait
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