Today when I sat down for breakfast, I met a man who had traveled all around the world. I also met a woman who had a lot to tell. She had been married 3 times and was a widow. She had 67 children, every one the same, so she guessed there were more that she had not counted. I met a child who had been writing and telling stories since he was an infant and had a twin sister who had been missing for as long as the boy could remember.
I met more and more people, telling me even more moving stories.
I thought I would tell my friends, but they all say that ricecrispies can't talk.

Pweese no copien'! I made this up by myself (for once!!!) Pweeeeeeeeeese no copien'