ola, that's not true! What I <b>SAID</b> before I put the toast in the toaster is, "I want toast!" ( I wanted the same toast I was always accustomed to before scientifically. ) What I <b>DID</b> was put the bread in the toaster same as I always have and I pushed down on the handy little pusher downer thingy on the side. What I <b>THOUGHT</b> is that the toaster would work as it had <b>ALWAYS HAD</b> since I bought the toaster. What I <b>FELT</b> was that I'd get a lovely golden brown pair of precious bread treats as I had come so accustomed to in the past. I didn't manifest my destiny. I didn't even <b>TOUCH</b> the "How burnt do you want it" dial under the handy pusher downer thingy. I didn't represent myself improperly. I was wearing the <b>SAME ROBE</b> I always wear in the morning. There was no faulty invocation. I said the <b>VERY SAME "Yumm, Toast" statement I've said for years. And I washed my hands first, too. As always.</b> There was no unpreparedness. I'd <b>PAID</b> the electric bill and I had remembered to <b>BUY</b> the bread. I didn't even fail to recognize opportunity. I had <b>BOTH THE BUTTER AND THE KNIFE READY</b> to butter the toast. <b>Therefore, is it you that molecularly changed the bread?</b>