Pledge your allegiance to the Breakfast Realm today!

You mean sugar marshmallows and tooth shrapnel? No thanks.

Is it hard to type when your fingers are coated in syrup?

Do you eat your cereal with your fingers?

The answer is probably yes, because you're a filthy cerealic era barbarian. Get with the iron!

Do you go to sleep with your face and hands on?

While all of you are still trying to recover from the debilitating disorder
You call "sleep," the kingdom of coffee will be up for hours on end plotting your demise in a jittery and caffeine altered state.

Fools! You death will be swift and caffeine free!

I dare any of you to claim you don't want Lucky Charms right fucking now. That's right, you all do.

This man knows what he's talking about! He has a CHILDHOOD.

You mean sugar marshmallows and tooth shrapnel? No thanks.

That pales in comparison to your tooth-melting syrup. Bwah hah hah!

Waffles are versatile.  They can be outfitted with any number of healthy toppings.

While all of you are still trying to recover from the debilitating disorder
You call "sleep," the kingdom of coffee will be up for hours on end plotting your demise in a jittery and caffeine altered state.

Fools! You death will be swift and caffeine free!

Caffeine is an addiction.

Waffles are versatile.  They can be outfitted with any number of healthy toppings.

You know what's even more versatile than waffles?

CEREAL.

While all of you are still trying to recover from the debilitating disorder
You call "sleep," the kingdom of coffee will be up for hours on end plotting your demise in a jittery and caffeine altered state.

Fools! You death will be swift and caffeine free!

Caffeine is an addiction.

Noted.

I NEED MORRRRE!

You who call yourselves communists... you fail to realize the egg IS the realisation of society's workers cooperating! We feed the chickens, they feed us and in doing so become our object of affection- but neither could exist without the other!

And you, coffee man! Without your feces-beans, what are you? ASLEEP! With your feces-beans, what are you? FULL OF POOP!

I see no one else has realised the glory of Eggs... I shall then stand alone if I must!

but neither could exist without the other!

Lies! We still have bacon, and with pancakes no less! Your lower class commoners could never understand the importance of bacon AND pancakes. Simpletons.

And YOU fail to understand that EGGS are essential to the creation of all that the WAFFLE and PANCAKE kingdoms hold dear!

Chickens, we go on strike tonight! MWAHAHAHA!

I dont need your chickens anyway! I have an army of pigs at my disposal! Your puny chickens are NOTHING!

And with those words doth the pancake house fall! We shall meet you outside the royal coop walls for battle!

*readys eggapult*

You shall fall Chicken King!

*Readies the pigs with steel armor*

Don all the armour you wish! These eggs are... Hard Boiled.

I'm glad we never met on the field, Ser EvilMoos. As is my waifu. I don't think the widofu's life would suit her.

Dont forget my hot Syrup! I shall drench your nation!

And YOU fail to understand that EGGS are essential to the creation of all that the WAFFLE and PANCAKE kingdoms hold dear!

Chickens, we go on strike tonight! MWAHAHAHA!

> implying Egg kingdom controls the entire chicken trade
> implying House Waffle doesn't have its own private coops hatched from imported Eggs in case of emergency


Just because you worship a small part of a greater whole does not make you superior in any way.

You are an ingredient, not a meal.

We have simply taken the inferior breakfast and made it perfect.

Well played, my crunchy foes, well played.

Very well, I retreat for a strategic rally... for now.

Well played, my crunchy foes, well played.

Very well, I retreat for a strategic rally... for now.

How fitting for a knight to back out of such a situation, the cowardice reminiscent of the chickens from whose cloaca you feast.

Eww.

waffelhaus

Well played, my crunchy foes, well played.

Very well, I retreat for a strategic rally... for now.

How fitting for a knight to back out of such a situation, the cowardice reminiscent of the chickens from whose cloaca you feast.

Eww.

Silence! Peasant, ye who refuse to even fight! Rekindle your war-spirit, my yolky host, and before we go on to deprive waffle-lovers of syrup AND hot irons, we shall invade Australia! Let them drink bleach! Next shall the Cereal Bolsheviks spill their milk upon the field of combat! Finally we shall move on to the capitalist regime of the Pancake People, and their false fluffy buttermilk paradise shall fall flat!

 Sunny side up, men! Onward to victory!

You should be more cautious, Egg.  You are an ingredient in two of the three empires you seek to overthrow.  You are only where you are today because of demand for your namesake, but should you attack us, we will withdraw our trade agreements.

Do so, and it will be only your Kingdgoms that suffer! Without my citizens you are NOTHING, but we are sufficient unto ourselves, and we cook in under a minute!