As Marie fell to the floor, Ralph whistled for Fido to return. This proved too much for Ralph's upper lip, however, as it fell from his jaw and plopped into the pot with the rest of the ingredients.
Ralph picked up the can and read, "Contains pig snout, bone gelatin, processed tendons (various animal sources), tissue gelatin, meat by-products, sinew gelatin. All natural!" He opened the can, tasted a bit, drooled into the pot, and dumped the contents in.
Ralph headed to the door, telling himself that a few fresh Health Department guy sinews might just add the touch of chewiness needed to turn this meal into a true culinary delight.
Noticing Ralph shambling in the direction of the strange voice, Marie grabbed the butcher knife from the counter and followed, thinking to carve out a bit of plump Health Department guy flesh to simmer into a sweet dessert dish.
"Dogs are not allowed in kitchens serving food to the public," Health Department guy #2 continued, watching Fido upchuck muco-purulent drool over Marie who was floundering on the floor.
"That doesn't really matter," said Health Department Guy # 2. "The real issue here is ingredients. I'm guessing those ingredients you're cooking have been dead for--what--three or four months?"
"Sure. At least," said Ralph.
"Well, see, there you are," said Health Department Guy # 2. "The thing is, you need fresh ingredients. I mean, you wouldn't want to infect your brethren with any toxic substances would you?"
Ralph looked around at his "brethren." As he did, his left eye fell from its socket and plopped onto his tattered sneakers.
All around him, his people dripped body fluids and shed decaying flesh, it reminded him of what he always pictured a Leper colony would look like. He returned a level, one-eyed gaze to Health Guy #2.
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