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when i was a little boy my parents wouldnt buy me toys so i made toys. out of meat. "meat toys" i called them. because they were made of meat.
i know what youre thinking. youre thinking "how did you you make your toys out of meat?". the answer is simpler than youd think. id get some beef. id cut the beef into cubes. id put them together using toothpicks. meat toys. 1-2-3.
i made all kinds of meat toys. i made meat men and meat cars and meat rocketships. i even made meat lego. i used to play with the meat lego for hours and hours and hours putting the little tubes of meat together and taking them apart until the meat started to fall apart and my hands and the carpet were red and attracting flies. but i didnt care. i had my meat toys. what more could a boy want but meat toys?
i know what youre thinking. am i an orphan? why didnt my parents buy me real toys the way that parents are supposed to? im not an orphan. my parents did not buy me real toys because they were busy. my father was a butcher. he had his own butcher shop. he used to spend all day there and come back home in his white apron stained and smelling like blood. id hug him as he came home. hed look at me like he didnt know who i was. it didnt make me feel like meat. he always knew what meat was.
my mommy didnt have a job. she was a mommy. she used to clean a lot when i was really little but then dad started looking at her like he didnt know her too and sometimes at night strange sounds would come out of their bedroom and my dads voice would come out all muffled and weird and one night mom ran out crying and went to the bathroom to throw up. after that she didnt clean much. she just took a lot of pills every day and
watched tv.
so my parents were very busy. but i didnt mind. i had my meat toys. but i had to be careful because one day i took my meat toys to school and started playing with them and someone told the teacher and the teacher looked at me in a bad way and called my mom. my mom came to school and listened to the teacher and said shed help me and then took me home. but she didnt help me. she just took more pills than usual. i didnt go to school again after that.
but that was a long time ago. now im 17. im a man. mom and dad arent here anymore and it doesnt matter why they just arent so im a man now in my empty big house. i put away my meat toys because men dont play with toys. this made me lonely and it took me a while to figure out why that was. then i figured out that i needed a girlfriend.
like i said im a man now and it wont be long. i already know who
the girl is. shes sitting on the couch. i know what her body looks like but i havent finished the head yet. itll just take a little more meat i think. just a little more meat.
women take so long to get ready.
i know what youre thinking. youre thinking "how did you you make your toys out of meat?". the answer is simpler than youd think. id get some beef. id cut the beef into cubes. id put them together using toothpicks. meat toys. 1-2-3.
i made all kinds of meat toys. i made meat men and meat cars and meat rocketships. i even made meat lego. i used to play with the meat lego for hours and hours and hours putting the little tubes of meat together and taking them apart until the meat started to fall apart and my hands and the carpet were red and attracting flies. but i didnt care. i had my meat toys. what more could a boy want but meat toys?
i know what youre thinking. am i an orphan? why didnt my parents buy me real toys the way that parents are supposed to? im not an orphan. my parents did not buy me real toys because they were busy. my father was a butcher. he had his own butcher shop. he used to spend all day there and come back home in his white apron stained and smelling like blood. id hug him as he came home. hed look at me like he didnt know who i was. it didnt make me feel like meat. he always knew what meat was.
my mommy didnt have a job. she was a mommy. she used to clean a lot when i was really little but then dad started looking at her like he didnt know her too and sometimes at night strange sounds would come out of their bedroom and my dads voice would come out all muffled and weird and one night mom ran out crying and went to the bathroom to throw up. after that she didnt clean much. she just took a lot of pills every day and
watched tv.
so my parents were very busy. but i didnt mind. i had my meat toys. but i had to be careful because one day i took my meat toys to school and started playing with them and someone told the teacher and the teacher looked at me in a bad way and called my mom. my mom came to school and listened to the teacher and said shed help me and then took me home. but she didnt help me. she just took more pills than usual. i didnt go to school again after that.
but that was a long time ago. now im 17. im a man. mom and dad arent here anymore and it doesnt matter why they just arent so im a man now in my empty big house. i put away my meat toys because men dont play with toys. this made me lonely and it took me a while to figure out why that was. then i figured out that i needed a girlfriend.
like i said im a man now and it wont be long. i already know who
the girl is. shes sitting on the couch. i know what her body looks like but i havent finished the head yet. itll just take a little more meat i think. just a little more meat.
women take so long to get ready.
