Date: 9/30/2017
By soulatman
I remember being on a bus. It is a big open long straight road. Either side is Dusty sandy coloured. I'm looking out of the window of a bus. The bus stops and there's a Road. It is a short road that goes nowhere Dead end. There are one story buildings low buildings. A bit like sheds. It is a place which sells barbecue equipment. Metallic cooking equipment. Metallic equipment. I'm talking to Greg , Cole's Dad . I'm asking him about the best restaurant or food around here. He starts telling me. I'm interested in barbecue food. Greg starts killing me about how they kill the meat. He starts saying something about how the meat is not as good as it could be. And it's because of the way they kill it. I see an imaginary image in my mind. Of a pig. I can see a skewer going through the Pig's body. And blood bleeding into the muscles of the Pig. It looks painful. i then start seeing things cooking on a grill. And clumps of blood clot lots of blood around. Quite disgusting.