[ if only malik had that part of his conscience that could tell him DUDE CHILL ]
It can't die. It's not alive. Well... not like you or me. It's life was long over once it was harvested and shipped to the store, only to end up on my kitchen counter. It was going to be eaten either way, you know. Face or not.
Though I didn't cut all the way through, so it's still wiggling a little.
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It can't die. It's not alive. Well... not like you or me. It's life was long over once it was harvested and shipped to the store, only to end up on my kitchen counter. It was going to be eaten either way, you know. Face or not.
Though I didn't cut all the way through, so it's still wiggling a little.