The tall one of the pair made some tea and put the meat in the pan to sizzle, while the short one reflected on how proud her brother would be at this moment. When things were ready, and all the meat was on the table, the two gasped in horror and/or delight (a mixture of both, I think), because they realized they had created something they never intended...a featureless face of meat. The horror was because they had created such a monster that was so delicious and beautiful, yet blind to what was going on in the plate around him. The pair lovingly and painstakingly performed a few operations here and there, and made little Meat Face into the handsome meat man that he is here:
Meat Face is a bit of a mixed breed - a little bit from the majestic land of PC and a little bit from the vast countryside of Costco. He has a bit of French and Heinz in him as well.Why is Meat Face frowning, you ask? Well, it's because at the time, he hadn't fully realized his destiny and purpose in life. See, he was just sitting on the plate observing a world in which he could never participate. That is true bravery, to endure such hardship, to be exposed to the tragedies of the world that no meat has ever seen, and to face it with such...gusto. We can all learn from Meat Face's extreme bravery and courage. I can assure you that Meat Face quickly realized his potential to satisfy even the emptiest of stomachs, and now rests in peace in the comfortable sewer pipes of Brampton, Ontario.
The End.
