The piece of meat was pink and puckered on one end like a would as I took the knife across it making millimeter-thick slices across. I laid these on a slice of bread lathered in mustard and placed another slice on top
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Actually this came from a conversation my mother and I had a while back. We were discussing business concepts that would make use of overlapping skillsets we both possessed.
In the end we decided to put an add in the paper for suicidally depressed sport's fans. We would give them a nice basement space with unlimited cable access and all of the bear they could drink for a months. Then I would hang them by their ankles from a hook and she would slit their throat.
The company was going to be called "To Serve Man".
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In the end we decided to put an add in the paper for suicidally depressed sport's fans. We would give them a nice basement space with unlimited cable access and all of the bear they could drink for a months. Then I would hang them by their ankles from a hook and she would slit their throat.
The company was going to be called "To Serve Man".
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