Oh dear. I-CAN'T-BELIEVE-IT'S-NOT-BUTTER! Um, sorry about this. CORNFLAKES!
I should explain. You see, every now and then, I get a sudden attack of Tourette's Syndrome.
BOUNTY!
Unfortunately, I suffer from the more complex and embarrassing form of the disease. DOLMIO!
Unlike a lot of sufferers, DOMESTOS! instead of shouting obscene and offensive words, TOILET-DUCK! I randomly shout out items from a shopping list I made in 1987.
CONDOMS!
Fortunately, the attack only lasts a few hours.
PLAYBOY!
Um, I better go.