"NO!" You scream. "Please help me!" The idea of being eaten is NOT appealing.
Nina, however, doesn't seem to care. "No? You don't want to be food? Awwwww... such a shame, I was hoping to eat you." she smiles. "Wait a minute, why not? mean, you are right here, in my food..."
"No Nina NIOOOOOOO!!!!" You scream. But it goes unheard.
"MOMMMMM! Can I eat this little boy? he's in my sandwich!"
The mother looks over, now you KNOW you are dead. She smiles some. "Of course Nina! I wa shoping to cook him for you, maybe make him just a little bigger so you could chew him up like a hot dog. But he's already garnished and ready as a part of your sandwich, so you can eat him as is."
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