#137651 - The overpowered rebels had conveniently served to swell the ranks of the newly acquired human capital commodities, which had been numerous enough thanks to the preceding legal processing of the masses of the unemployed and impoverished. It was the pain—pure pain—of being roasted alive that filled and overwhelmed his consciousness now. The gleefully observant master-chef realized that Jeff’s marginally aware, passive participation in the banquet couldn’t last long and for his sake now looked up from his business and shouted to his noisy guests, “Attention, please, friends! Of course our handsome and succulent entr?can’t join us in raising a glass, but while he’s still able to appreciate the compliment, let’s all join in a toast to Jeff! Boymeat, you “look good enough to eat!” Here’s to you, slave! Here’s hoping you have the good taste to match!” The more charitable and sympathetic of the guests—few as they were—hoped Jeff was flattered.
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