Chopsueycide, a Recipe For Disaster

Chopsueycide; They’re gathering for the feast this time; last time it was a roasting. Chopsueycide; An acquired taste that’s guaranteed to raise temperatures, but not pulses. Chopsueycide; Added ginger will certainly blow your head off, and the last breath of garlic will keep them away for sure. Onions will make them cry their eyes out but adding carrots will not make anyone see any better. Chopsueycide; They'll ensure the scissors used to cut up tendon like vermin-celli down to bite size, stay sharp, like the butchers’ knives that sliced through body parts and backbone. Chopsueycide; Their words blunt and thug, like a mallet pulverising carcasses, now simmering and stewing in dark soy sauce. Chopsueycide; Topped off by: lashings of humble pie, garroted cream whippings, garnished with sour grapes and the air’s suffocated by the stench of sweet unsuccessfulness. Chopsueycide; A popular dish, best served cold.