“Two cannibals were eating a comedian, and one of them turns to the other and asks, 'Does this taste funny to you?”

“Saying I don't take my meds because they make me feel funny. Is like cannibals saying they don't eat clowns because the taste funny”

“Who would I kill?” I asked, sitting up from him, wiping my face.“Who?”“Yeah, I mean, is it random, or do you choose them?”“Well.” He grinned and picked an ant off the rug, then tossed it onto the grass. “I usually avoid eating comedians as much as possible.”“Why?” I asked slowly.“Because they taste funny.” His brows rose. I imagined a tumbleweed rolling past as I listened for crickets. “That wasn't funny.”

“Don't be too funny, guys like funny but they don't want to marry a comedian, right? The guy is supposed to be the funny one.”

“Did you know that mako shark fetuses eat each other in the womb?... Its true. Only cannibal fetuses survive to be born. Can you imagine if people were like that?”

“There were always people to snatch at you, and it would never occur to them that they were eating you up. They did that without tasting.”