When the crinkle arises, so does the delicious, dried food. There is a wooden board that opens when he pulls on it. Inside there are bags and cans. When the door is open and the crinkle sounds, it is time for the dried chicken delicious to find its way into our mouths. That is the way of things; there is no other way for things to be. The dried chicken delicious is delicious. That is why it is called "delicious."
The crinkle arose today, but it came about not at the wooden board near his head, but near the large, rectangular, metal thing that makes noise and is cold inside. We heard the crinkle and it is time for the dried food in piles near the wooden boards near the floor. We heard it. The crinkle has come, but the dried delicious does not come.