A man looked at Isabelle.
Drooling.
He had never eaten dog before and she looked just perfect on the grill.
Little did he know that she had been in love with this man.
She tought that he was so attractive.
But little did she know that he was going to eat her.
He was sneaking up on her.
It was midnight.
And everybody was dreaming.
The timing was perfect.
But the blade part fell off.
So he went for the guitar on his back.
And thrusted it through her neck.
An easy kill, he tought.
But before he grilled her, she did one more thing.
Rape.
Then he grilled her before she ate her.
But he left the inverse pingas part.
As an inverse vibrator.
Derp.