Ivy and I have invited you over for dinner, and you're the main course! I start to talk about how juicy you look. I can hardly wait to dig in! Ivy seems to be even more enthusiastic than I am. We talk about making you into a lovely tartar, or maybe some spicy chicken wings! Just as I am about to take bite, Ivy sinks her teeth... into me! Surely she must be confused. We're supposed to eat YOU after all. But apparently Ivy had different plans. She'd much rather eat me! She takes a nice big bite out of my arms. Then moves on to my juicy calves and thighs. I cry and struggle to get away. I don'... Show more