Good morning, children. I have made for you this project proposal for breakfast. It is an abundant feast, for a special day, complete with three courses. Please put your napkins on your laps, so as not to spill any project all over your new clean trousers.
To start, I have Video Concept 1 fresh out of the oven. It's hot! Let it cool before you eat. Patience is a virtue, my little bears. You'll find that it tastes exactly like my costume. The anatomy of my identity, my image, the symbol of my self. Textures, layers, coats of paint I encase my raw naked essence in.
While the Video Concept 1 cools, I have some fresh Video Concept 2 to tide you over. It will be very familiar to you, the center is warm and sort of gooey; it tastes like how your grandmother smells. Video Concept 2 can only be consumed raw and plain. Modified in any way, it actually magically turns into Video Concept 1! Do not be embarrassed children, a natural reaction to Video Concept 2 is that ancient shame that made you cry when you were born.
It is a special day. It's April 6th, after all. So I have prepared for you a Video Concept 3. Funnily enough, Video Concept 3 is made by mixing some Video Concept 1 into your Video Concept 2! My mother used to make it for me, so I would stop crying.
For this morning's breakfast, I harvested the ingredients from my pores and photographs of myself that I didn't like. I mixed in the moment I get home after a long night. It's all from the garden, except the seasoning in Video Concept 1. I got that back in high school, in the Landmark Auditorium.
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