June 4, 2008

• When I die, I would like to be have every single piece of me sliced into little cubes and served to my friends and family. My flesh and bones would be prepared with such skill that no one would notice that it is me and even the smallest stomach would hunger for seconds and thirds. After every single piece of me has been devoured, it would be revealed, that he who has been eaten is no other than me!

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