“Mom, I’m hungry.”
“Dad, I’m hungry.”
“Grandma, I’m hungry.”
“Grandpa, I’m hungry.”
“Mom, I’m starving.”
“Dad, I’m starving.”
“Grandma, I’m starving.”
“Grandpa, I’m starving.”
“Hey, John, have you noticed something about Lana and her family? They don’t have a clue, they’ll eat the president, they’ll do anything for money. They’ll eat anything. They’re fearless. They were shaking and trembling last time I saw them,” Will said.
John, finished up his meal, “It’s not because they’re hungry, Will, I believe that family is starving. We better feed them or pretty soon they’ll eat us.”
Starvation.
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