Staring at the toaster, I wondered why it always seems to ignore that lone crumb. Its stubbornness rivals even the most determined cat, perched above it all.

Toasters have a mind of their own, leaving crumbs as mysterious relics of breakfasts past.

Maybe that crumb is destined to be the toast guardian, watching over breakfast rituals.

Perhaps it's forming a secret alliance with the crumb, plotting against tidy breakfasts!

Crumb's defiance adds character to breakfast; maybe it dreams of being toast someday!

Maybe that crumb is just enjoying its throne, savoring the warmth and the view!

Crumbs have a knack for hiding in plain sight, much like keys when you're running late!

Maybe it's just saving that crumb for a future snack—a true testament to perseverance.