A few years back I owned a four-acre farm in Oregon. I kept half-a-dozen sheep, many ducks and chickens and a pair of turkeys. I built and operated a boarding and training facility for German Shepherds. I could house around fifty dogs, but it was a lot of work when capacity got that high.
I fed the dogs a specialized diet. Each day, I would use an electric meat-grinder to churn up twenty pounds of raw chicken quarters. The grinder would emulsify the chicken parts, bones and all.
I often imagined what it would be like to grind a human, instead. I figured twenty pounds is about as much as a baby weighs. I tell ya, the worst part was forgetting to wash the chicken paste off my hands before jerking my dick raw. Carpe diem.
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