The Muffin Man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen. Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon, he gathers an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants and, brushing his scapular aside, procceds to dump these inside of his shirt...
He turns to us and speaks:

"Some people... some people like cupcakes exclusively, while myself, I say, there is naught, nor ought there be, nothing so exalted on the face of God's grey Earth as that prince of foods... the muffin."