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  Posted: Jan 8, 2011 5:30 AM FEED
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The skin sack of meat and bones arose and did the same thing it did every other day: shower, dress, forage. It wasn’t until they smiled up at him that the skin sack of meat and bones was struck with the distinct possibility that the chicken embryos he was preparing for breakfast may in fact be possessed by the devil. They sat there and smiled that crooked smile, staring unblinking. A hint of laughter on the way to the microwave as they jiggled (giggled) ever so slightly, the smirk unwavering, the stare unblinking. 90 seconds set, the door closed, and the skin sack of meat and bones hears them murmur “eat me.” #NotCoffeeCreature #HalloweenIsComing #EggsForBreakfast