FOOD AND FOOD AND EVEN MORE FOOD
Do you know that I can do anything for tasty food? Even a robbery. I have even killed a rat and roast and eaten it, because my one of my friend told me that if you kill a rat and take its skin out and roast and eat it will taste like cream and onion flavoured red colour meat, and if you slice and freeze it, it will turn into flat cream and onion flavoured red colour chips. But when I tried it, it tasted like ashes of roasted chicken without fat. It was waste in taste. I would like to share another incident with you about what I did for food. I had gone to the market of sweets. And there Jalebi’s, samosas and all the other varieties of food which would give me an invitation to come and eat them were there. And as usual, they gave me an invitation to come and eat them. How could I refuse them? So I went and ate them. What else could I do? I had to eat them, even without paying for them. The shopkeeper saw me and roared, “why are you eating these sweets. You have not even paid money for a single item yet.” My mother caught a sight of the shopkeeper roaring at me. Did I mention my mother is a bodybuilder? She came with an angry face towards the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper’s legs trembled with fear. He was squeaking for my mother to forgive him. But my mother was not going to leave him easily. Did I mention that my mother loves me a lot and is ready to do anything for me. So, she lifted him up and went to the girl’s restroom and threw him in the Indian style toilet. She locked him too. He was shouting for help, but nobody bothered. I happily went to the eating cafeteria with a lot of sweets and I happily finished all the sweets in the shop and went home.
THE END OF THE ‘PLEASE STOP CALLING ME OUT MY DEAR TASTY FOOD’ SERIES.