I like bread

I own a very dark-colored car. When the weather is hot I prepare a large amount of bread dough and spread it across the front of the car and I lie on it and let it bake and bubble and rise around my body. It's like the bread is giving me a tender hug as it grows up with me, being guided by my essence its entire life. When all is done, I get up and the bread has an impression the shape of my own sprawled self--a metaphor for the impact a father has on the life of his child.

deep bread

That cat is most definitely in-bread.

just takes my bread away

If its meaningless then give it away!

If it's meaningless then filling people's lives with it would be a disservice, and sex should be about servicing people, not disservicing them.

But the bread isn't replying

Bread will never be solved either which is why it is superior to chess.

Bread has no form , bread is all things

I luv shoes........

bread is never plain, as a Duck I am a master on all things bread related.

You are sadly mistaken. I know more about bread than you can ever hope to forget about it in two life times.