Custom-- I've invited you over for dinner...but little do you know that I've been craving sweet, succulent, tender flesh all day. Human flesh. YOUR flesh. I'm sure if you just hold still and let me try a bite you'll like it! But I have to restrain you before I can start carving you up, eating you piece by piece while you watch your raw red meat disappear between my lips. Let me tell you how sweet and tender you are, and my plans for roasting up the rest of you, before you start to black out.