Gourmet girl dreams, that's what I deal in.

Gourmet girl dreams, that's what I deal in.
Madame Wong was at it again. After going bankrupt & then through a 12-step program for her alcoholism, she scraped enough together to open a gourmet girl massage parlor.
The gourmet girls 'massages' got paid in fancy meals. "You wan' Chi chi? She like molecule food. You no get testtube baby!" Madame Wong laughed at her joke, but Chef Ducasse
was already snuffling as Mlle Chi Chi massaged his feet with truffle oil. "Hey wake up!" she shouted, but Chef Ducasse had died from pleasure. Mme Wong snapped into action
, preparing all the lunches on already made orders. She then closed the restaurant so customers wouldn't know they were dining with a dead body. Chef Ducasse was a much loved man
and she knew that if she carried on with his wishes, that only she knew, there might be some repercussions. Chef Ducasse had asked to be cooked upon his death to feed his friends.
He specified in his will how he was to be prepared, including the recipe. By "his friends", Chef Ducasse had meant the world. So his tasty corpse & all the side dishes would lay in
state in the capitol rotunda until his remains (and any other morsels) remained no more. The hungry still went hungry, but the cannibals had the best meal of their lives. Ooga said
and for that reason alone we will remain the Cannibal Republic of America! No wall needed - come our way and we will eat you!
It didn't take long for the UN to respond. The wall was built after all - not to keep immigrants out, but to keep Americans from leaving. It was better this way, everyone agreed.

Started: 2013-04-26 20:32:47
Finished: 2019-01-03 11:09:01

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