Apocalyptica and Porridge

I woke up this morning from dreaming about the metamorphosism blog I had read. Although instead of Mig interviewing the band, it was I. The band was attempting to teach me how to write a song and making it rhyme while still sounding cool. Apparently they failed since the line I woke up thinking about was, "Darling Linda, do you want some porridge?... I have it in storage." Frightening.