Breakfast Disappointment

I was standing on the doorstep early Sunday morning,puffed out chest, inhaling the morning air,when I heard the sound of Milk's car arriving,but it did not reverse in as normal,I launched myself out of the house,to find Milk navigating around a demised bunny on the road.
I was delighted to see Milk accompanied by Toastboy who kindly offered the front seat, but I declined, and once again squashed myself into the backseat.

The booty was a bit disappointing to say the least, busy but no real bargains to be had.
The Tesco breakfast had a slight queue,so I decided to take a seat and await my comrades to serve upon me,so to speak.
Milk arrived first with a tray decked only with teapots and cups, I sensed all was not well again at the serving area, this was confirmed by Milk who informed me that there was a shortage of beans,which arrived shortly after this statement.

"There you go" remarked Milk pointing to the two breakfasts on the table,I scanned the trays and quickly noticed the absence of "butter patts" Milk quickly rectified this ommision by returning to the serving area, Toastboy arrived and placed his tray down and realised he had forgotten a cup,he then set off on a return journey to the serving area,passing Milk on his way back, fully kitted out with three patts,I found the muttering and toing and froing very amusing.

Poor Toastboy was looking forward to his breakfast(a big mistake) I asked him had he enjoyed it, he replied, What is it with this bacon,and the uncooked fatty bits, and why is it always "folded", etc..etc...

I tried to cheer him up with amusing anecdotes in Eugene style, but all in vain,he wasn't for any of it,he then sparred with Milk for a while,I could clearly see that he was not responding ,he was not his usual cheery self.

We all did a bit of shopping and then returned home, Milk skillfully steering around the now very squashed rabbit,Toastboy now remembering my hatred for these creatures,remarked "have you actually seen them chewing your trees?" in a prosecuting courtroom tone, yes m'ludd I witnessed the act at 4.30 am on a morning in May 2002, there was no mistake I tells you,it was definately a rabbit,chewing its way into a splendid Silver Birch.
I waved to Milk and Toastboy as they made their way home, one minute later I was out on the road scooping up the unfortunate animal in a spade and placing it in the ditch, what a fitting end to my morning.
There could be a God after all.