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My name’s Osama, I used to live in a small town in the middle of Mexico named Weasel Town, and here’s the story of why I left. I was doing my daily work as a reporter when I got a memo from my boss telling me to come to his office right away.
I knocked on the door. “Come in”, said Mr O’Hare. “Oh, Osama, glad you could come. Take a seat.”
I took a seat to the left in his room. I glanced around the room for a moment looking at all the newspapers in all sorts of frames hung up on the walls; I reckon there could be about 50 hung up there.
“Hi Sir… um… does it smell a bit like roasted human flesh in here or is that just my imagination?”
“No, Osama, you’re quite right. It does and that’s because it is human flesh. I’m a cannibal, Osama”, he smiled.
I looked at his complexion was a bit tanned and he was obese from eating a lot of people. He was wearing a suit with suspenders under his professional looking jacket, light blue long sleeved shirt with a zebra pattern tie. And his eyes looking at me like I was delicacy, “You’re not going to eat me are you?!”
“I don’t want to because you’re a prized worker, but if you make me I’ll have to”. He looked at me with an appetite.
“What do you mean?”
Looking at me intensely he said “What I mean is that I’m going to give you a choice - a choice of whether you want to become a cannibal like me or be eaten.”
“Who else is a cannibal?”
“Everyone in this town except you - and the ones I’ve eaten because they refused to be a cannibal” he grinned a fleshy grin. “And you know what’s good? Every person you eat, you live 10 years longer.”
“Um… well, that’s nice, but I can’t really stomach the idea of eating my own kind.”
“Hahaha! I see what you did there! Very funny! You see this is why I like you!” he laughed, blood spitting out of his mouth. “We’re going to expand to the whole world once we’re done with you.”
“OK… well, I’ll think about it! OK, bye now!”
“Not so fast! Guards!”
“Yes, Mr O’Hare?” They came barging in.
I slipped past them. “Catch him!”
They doubled back through the door to chase me. “Yes, Sir!” they yelled.
I ran to the parking lot with my remote keys (I seriously love remote keys) I opened my car and locked it straight away. I started my car and just started driving. I don’t know where I’m going and I don’t care, I just want to get away from there. I went on the highway and looked in the mirror and saw the guards chasing me in their black SUV.
“Dammit, they’re getting on my tail!” I looked around on the highway signs. Gasp! The radiation plantation. I have an idea!
I veered onto another lane and drove through the line of cars to the radiation plantation. I got as close as I could with my car, unlocked my car and ran to the facility. “Aaaah man electric fence I really hate them now!” I groaned. “Yes! I know!” “Uh hey is Jimmy wheeler there?”
“Um, yeah, this is jimmy” a voice replied “Who is this?”
“It’s Osama, you know… your friend. Also when you let me in only open the gate for 5 seconds - some people are trying to eat me”
“Ah, yeah sure. No problem”
I ran through the plantation. Jimmy eventually met up with me.
“Hey! What’s up my bro, it’s been too long”
I stepped back, “Are you thinking about eating me?”
“Maybe” he winked.
“Hey, Jimmy, I’m really sorry for all the trouble and I’m sorry for this.”
And then I punched him in the face, knocking him unconscious. “So, just because you live longer doesn’t mean you can’t be knocked out… good thing to know!”
I ran to the controls room, found a radiation suit and put it on… just in case.
“Stop right there!” a voice said. I heard a click behind my head. “You press that button and fill the whole town with radiation so innocent people die then I shoot.”
“Hahaha! They aren’t innocent, everyone keeps trying to eat me!”
“That’s probably because you look tasty” He sarcastically said.
“Are you not a cannibal like everyone else?” I asked.
“No, I’m not and I’m the only one who isn’t!”
I turned around to see Jimmy looking straight at me with a gun pointed to my head.
“Sorry about punching you before… I thought you were a cannibal like everyone else.”
“No worries. So… you’re not a cannibal either then?”
“No. They tried to turn me today but uh… I couldn’t stomach it.” I winked at him.
“Haha! You’re as funny as ever.”
“Yeah… By the way, you better put a radiation suit on because the guards are inside the facility now. If I don’t press this button we’ll probably both die and so will millions of people.”
“They’re moving onto the whole world, huh?”
“Yeah and we need to stop them somehow.”
“Alright then. I’ll get my radiation suit. Wait here.”
Knock! Knock! Knock! “We’re here to pick up Mr O’Hare’s meal!” I heard the guards yell. “There’s no way out, you might as well give up!”
I saw Jimmy run in in his radiation suit. “Press the button now, Osama!”
I slammed my hand down on the button and saw a sort of glow spread out from the facility. I heard the guards screaming in pain as the radiation filled their bodies. Then I saw Jimmy looking at me in fear, tears rolling down his face.
“What’s wrong, Jimmy!?”
He smiled a painful smile, “I didn’t do my suit up properly.”
“No… no no no no no! This can’t be happening!”
“You know, you’re really lucky, Osama. You know why?”
“Why’s that?” I sobbed.
“Because” he said, his voice getting lower “I am a cannibal and I was going to kill you and eat you. I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry.”
I watched my friend silently die like all the other people in this town would. I left the facility, got in my car and went to the docks to get a boat and leave. Leaving my past behind with this town and what had happened there.
And that’s the story of why I left Weasel Town. I destroyed heaps of people’s lives but I also saved billions of people’s lives at the same time. I found myself a wife and I now have two children and we live happily ever after not eating people. I don’t have to worry about cannibals anymore or someone trying to eat me and that’s the end of my story.
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