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"Red Meat, Fresh Meat…
"Red Meat, Fresh Meat...


I’m hungry, so hungry, I crave meat!
I'm hungry, so hungry, I crave meat!


Everyday, I go outside to get fresh air but I smell the sweet smell of Sausage
Everyday, I go outside to get fresh air but I smell the sweet smell of Sausage
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Bugs, worms and even purified BBQ mesquite charcoal, Maybe hunks of wood in some chances.
Bugs, worms and even purified BBQ mesquite charcoal, Maybe hunks of wood in some chances.


When I get mad, I get really mad, I become someone else, like an opposite shadow or demonic possession; Until my friend feeds me, I’m trapped in a nightmare of just pure meat; I love every kind of meat: Mutton, ground beef, sausage, pork, burgers, steaks and even fish.
When I get mad, I get really mad, I become someone else, like an opposite shadow or demonic possession; Until my friend feeds me, I'm trapped in a nightmare of just pure meat; I love every kind of meat: Mutton, ground beef, sausage, pork, burgers, steaks and even fish.


Time has no end for me, my time ends until my arteries are covered with grease and mesquite BBQ sauce; I won’t live until I’ve gorged on every single piece of meat, even If it means killing someone and eating the corpse;
Time has no end for me, my time ends until my arteries are covered with grease and mesquite BBQ sauce; I won't live until I've gorged on every single piece of meat, even If it means killing someone and eating the corpse;


Sometimes, I love watching meat melt, it’s like purified grease-filled fat dripping off of a delicious piece of steak.
Sometimes, I love watching meat melt, it's like purified grease-filled fat dripping off of a delicious piece of steak.


I need to go now, My friend ordered 2,000 pounds of meat..and when it comes to meat...I’m hungry and I want to eat.."
I need to go now, My friend ordered 2,000 pounds of meat..and when it comes to meat...I'm hungry and I want to eat.."


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''The following diary entry was written by a crazed meat addict, to protect his name, he kept his name anonymous due to the entry putting the person into a mental asylum and later used as a corpse eater. He later died of a parasitic infection of a little worm called “The Pork Worm” No one knows who would end up getting the craving of meat''
''The following diary entry was written by a crazed meat addict, to protect his name, he kept his name anonymous due to the entry putting the person into a mental asylum and later used as a corpse eater. He later died of a parasitic infection of a little worm called "The Pork Worm" No one knows who would end up getting the craving of meat''


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Latest revision as of 07:20, 30 August 2023

"Red Meat, Fresh Meat...

I'm hungry, so hungry, I crave meat!

Everyday, I go outside to get fresh air but I smell the sweet smell of Sausage

My stomach is growling, everyday Is a nightmare of meat, Meat becomes an addiction.

I want to eat, but my stomach sometimes craves exotic meats;

Bugs, worms and even purified BBQ mesquite charcoal, Maybe hunks of wood in some chances.

When I get mad, I get really mad, I become someone else, like an opposite shadow or demonic possession; Until my friend feeds me, I'm trapped in a nightmare of just pure meat; I love every kind of meat: Mutton, ground beef, sausage, pork, burgers, steaks and even fish.

Time has no end for me, my time ends until my arteries are covered with grease and mesquite BBQ sauce; I won't live until I've gorged on every single piece of meat, even If it means killing someone and eating the corpse;

Sometimes, I love watching meat melt, it's like purified grease-filled fat dripping off of a delicious piece of steak.

I need to go now, My friend ordered 2,000 pounds of meat..and when it comes to meat...I'm hungry and I want to eat.."

The following diary entry was written by a crazed meat addict, to protect his name, he kept his name anonymous due to the entry putting the person into a mental asylum and later used as a corpse eater. He later died of a parasitic infection of a little worm called "The Pork Worm" No one knows who would end up getting the craving of meat



Credited to PhantomInc 

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