I love to enjoy a sweet, live snack now and then, but I hate when they use their arms and legs to scratch and punch on the way down my esophagus. How annoying! It's totally rude to interrupt someone while they're eating, like that. I could gag and be injured! So I've found the solution: bite off their arms and legs, one by one, so they have nothing with which to hold onto the sides of my body. It's more fun, too, because I get to prolong their suffering and my enjoyment. I get to really savor my meal. And with today's hectic atmosphere, it's nice to just slow down and enjoy the finer things...

I love to enjoy a sweet, live snack now and then, but I hate when they use their arms and legs to scratch and punch on the way down my esophagus. How annoying! It's totally rude to interrupt someone while they're eating, like that. I could gag and be injured! So I've found the solution: bite off their arms and legs, one by one, so they have nothing with which to hold onto the sides of my body. It's more fun, too, because I get to prolong their suffering and my enjoyment. I get to really savor my meal. And with today's hectic atmosphere, it's nice to just slow down and enjoy the finer things in life. So, I'll get an arm, a leg, another arm, and so on, until I'm left with the juicy, squishy middle. I love they way their flesh squishes and oozes between my teeth, coating my molars, melting on my tongue, and sticking to my mouth. I love that Ieave their heads for last, so I can hear them screaming and pleading for mercy. But I need my vitamins and nourishment, as I am a big girl, so down the hatch you go! I slowly devour one, and then I taunt the next one.....I want him to be overwhelmed with anticipation and fear for a while, to really get those juices flowing. Then, he's going to meet his fate, at my next snack time.