We've finished all the Spam. Damn. The ground is poisoned, most of the animals are dead. Our water supply is diminishing.
I still have the knock out pills. The question is--who do I eat first?
Sara is small and delicate boned. Perhaps an appetizer. Tim would be like chewing leather. Heather is all bones. That leaves Carol, Paul, Meg and Rachel. Lots of meat there. Of course I'd have to shave them first. Don't like hair in my food.
I must keep one alive so we can breed and sustain the human race. I choose Aggie, a pale poetess, quiet and intelligent. We would have extraordinary kids. I will have to get her drunk first. I pray Paul hasn't consumed all the beer.
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