[post_page_title]Tastes like chicken?[/post_page_title]
We’re getting some very disturbing Hannibal Lecter-like vibes from this little story. The burgers the narrator prepared for dinner with his lady friend apparently had quite a lot in common with Soylent Green – namely that they were made from the same thing.
It did get us thinking, however. If she thought she knew his deepest, darkest secret, and that wasn’t it, just what else is he hiding? There is, however, another more sinister reading, which would assume that maybe his lady did know exactly what the secret was…
