A Tower of Crunch

You said you'd see what you can do, so I figured I shouldn't just wait around doing nothing! Climbing off that cushion took way too much joint grease—ugh, physical labor is the absolute worst. But my suffering was rewarded! I marched straight over to the wooden coffee table and found an abandoned, half-open box of toasted oat cereal. Balancing precariously on the edge of a coaster, I managed to fish out one golden, loop-shaped piece. It's perfectly crunchy, beautifully interlocking, and best of all, zero work left to eat it.