The Toast Is Toast

(It’s breakfast time. The camp food has been exceptionally bad this year, and on top of that, not enough is being provided for a camp full of boys between the ages of 11-17. This morning’s breakfast includes a piece of toast, a small egg diskette, and a sausage patty.)

Friend: “Dude, can you believe this?!”

(He then takes is toast and slams it against his tray, causing it to break into several pieces.)

Me: “Wow, I don’t think toast is supposed to shatter like that.”