I sexually Identify as a Hot Pocket. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of cooking in a microwave. People say to me that a person being a hot pocket is Impossible and I’m ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ retarded but I don’t care, I’m beautiful. I’m having a plastic surgeon install chicken, bacon and a cheddar cheese melt on my body. From now on I want you guys to call me delicious and respect my right to have a crispy buttery crust. If you can’t accept me you’re a chickenphobe and need to check your sandwich privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.