More than 98% of criminals are bread users.
99.9% of people who have cancer have eaten bread.
100% of soliders eat bread.
Most juvenile delinquents come from homes where bread was served frequently.
The long term effects of bread use is negitive as well. For example a survey was carried out on all the people who ate bread in the year 1839, 100% have died.
Bread is made from a substance called dough, as little as one pound of dough can suffocate a mouse, the average human eats a huge amount more than that every month.
Bread is addictive: people who were only given water to eat begged for bread after only two days.
Bread is a "gateway" food item, leading tne user to harder items such as butter, jam, peanut butter, and even marmite.
Bread has been proven to absorb water. Since the human body is over 80% water, it follows that eating bread could lead to your body being taken over by this absorbative food product, thus turning you into a soggy, gooey, bread pudding person.
Newborn babies can choke on bread.
Bread is cooked at extremly high temperitures, some high enough to kill a fully grown adult in less than a minute.
Grappled Oliver
Not only did beings exist, and not only do beings exist; beings are for beings be. Therefore beings are one of the most being beings in the universe. The universe, although being, is not a being although it should be because it is. (By 'it is', I mean it is, being that it bes, hence it is).
These beings in paticular were paticulaly good at being. But not just being they were good at being beings, because, being the beings they are, they are at one with the other being beings around them. (By being beings, I mean beings that are, ie: beings that be).
By now the word being, to me, has lost all meaning but as it still is (being that its bes) we must consider it. For reference let's just say these being beings are called Green beings. But we shall call them Green for short.
The Green race were one with the many pivots of the job of quenching the iced king's buffalo's mother's thurst, while also inticing many bells to life with the aid of nothing but a yellow holdall and a spacecraft.
The plan was that in doing so, the Green race would bcome enlightened and find whatever it was they were looking for. Whateveritwastheywerelookingfor was a being Green being that found himself on a submarine for many years with only a little apricot named Eric, whom Whateveritwastheywerelookingfor named George because he could nether speak, nor nor hear, nor understand, nor transcribe, nor translate, nor understand in a any way possible the apricot language.
So, while Whateveritwastheywerelookingfor was stuck on his submarine, the cleverer being Green beings jumped into the spacecraft in search of help to quench the thirst of the king's buffalo's mother. The being Green beings thought it would be a better idea to jump into the yellow holdall to fetch help.
Now seeing as being clever (not seeing as being) is not always right; this story has a twist. here it is:
The clever ones died.