Take a bite out of my heart, please. You'll find it's quite good. In fact, it's been pre-cooked, seared in the fires of a previous encounter. Of course, that's been years since, so someone else kindly packed it in salt for you, to keep it fresh and enhance the flavor. Burned like the dickens, you know, but every moment worth it. No, please. I beg of you, take a bite. Chew it well. Savor the fullness of the body, the perfection of the preparation, the exquisite lengths to which the chefs have gone.
Oh, but do save some for God. I invited him to dinner but he hasn't come round yet.
Delectable.
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Reading this gave me the feeling I get when I open up cans of chicken or tuna or something for my cat's twice-daily meals.
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Um I just like the idea of a heart prepared for eating. I haven't yet seen it done.
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ReplyDeleteWell, now I have.
ReplyDeleteReally? Is that good or bad?
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