It's a real thing, folks. I'm not crazy. Okay, maybe I'm a little crazy. But still, it's happening.
I wake up in the morning, and my first thought is: 'Is this bowl of cereal trying to tell me something?' The box is just sitting there, smiling at me, with its sugary grin and its... its... ITS PERFECTLY NORMAL-LOOKING BOWL OF RICE.
I try to shake it off, but it's hard when every time I take a bite, I'm like: 'Wait, does this cookie want me to eat more cookies?! Is it trying to fill me with cookie-induced happiness?! Am I a cookie-puppet?!'