SLADE HAS NOT BEEN IN HARDLY ANY HUMOR D:
So I made this. ^w^
Toast PART I
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*Beep* *BEEP* *BEEEEEEP*
Slade opened up his eyes to the sound of his alarm clock screaming at him telling him to get up. By now, he had hit the snooze button about three times. Still half asleep he hit the button, but the alarm did not go off. "Urrrgg..." Slade mumbled as he sat up in bed. He glared at the alarm clock with a look that read "YOU DARE CHALLENGE MEH?" and smashed it with his fist. Slade halfway stumbled out of bed. He got dressed and went out into his kitchen and opened the fridge and got out the eggs. He cooked them; thinking to himself that he was a good cook. Slade was almost done with the eggs until the stove took a crap.
Slade stared at the stove like he expected an apology and if he didn't get one the stove would be tortured.
