"My god, just when I think I'm getting used to the damn thing, it becomes worse." Dustin groggily stated, as he lay on the floor next to the table. On the table itself was a trail covered in meat.
During the last week or so, Dustin had been subjected to more of these meat, and if not because it was good stuff, he would have stopped right from the first day, seriously. The taste seemed to vary, and even as Dustin had never tasted shit before, he could beat his chest and assure whoever that the taste of some of these meat chunks tasted like it!
