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Friday, 14 October 2022

Killer Fat Camp



Bobby’s parents sent him to a fat camp. But unlike a normal fat camp, at this “camp” cannibals hook the kids up to machines and suck the fat out.

when performed correctly, causes an animal to lose consciousness, so the animal can't feel pain. The law states that, with few exceptions, all animals must be stunned before 'sticking' (neck cutting) is carried out.


Sticking is when an animal's neck is cut, using a very sharp knife, to sever the major blood vessels in its neck and chest that supply the brain, ensuring rapid blood loss and therefore death



Bobby was Fat he knew this because his Mum and Dad told him to do it every day.

They do every trick in their vast knowledge to get him to lose weight but he always rebelled as he said his fat made him feel safe and warm against the harsh reality of the world.

Both his parents told him this lot of rubbish spread by the woke people on Social Media.

Bobby fought he finally beat his mum and dad as for the last couple of weeks they had kept off his back and not even called him fat.

Then one day both his parents called him downstairs as they had a surprise for him, being curious he walked down the stairs to find waiting for him a stern-looking man wearing a t-shirt saying.

(Lose the fat at our camp).

Bobby's face dropped like a stone and then he saw the stern man with a packed suitcase ready for him to go straight away like right now.

Bobby thought about putting up a fight but he knew deep down he would lose.


After what seemed like a never-ending journey of roads, trees and fields and more trees and fields suddenly out of nowhere there was a massive complex with a sign saying.

(Welcome to Fat Camp).


So Booby settled in reluctantly as he found by talking to the other boys and girls at the camp they too were at the camp against their will and on that day every one of them made a pack do what was ended so they could go back home then go back to enjoying their food.

All seemed perfectly normal for a Fat Camp the Breakfast of a piece of fruit and a glass of water the exercising, dinner was a small salad with water every day, tea was just a bowl of soup then back to their cabins for bed and lights out by seven pm.

This happened like groundhog day over and over again, and then something odd seemed to happen as now and again the camp supervisors would pay a visit to tell them all to form a line by their beds.

Then one of them would be chosen and taken away never to be seen again by the others.

Also, the Camp supervision people would deliberately call all the camp attendants out to watch them eat a meal in front of them as a way of making them suffer.


Bobby one day when the supervisors had come again and picked out the next attendee to wait until they had gone out of the cabin door and he followed them.

Bobby followed them to an old barn, he crept up to the foggy window which made it hard to see.

As he looked in the window he was shocked by what he saw he wanted to run away but his legs were glued to the spot.


For he saw through the one clear spot in the window the camp supervisors lining up a group of his fellow campmates their then preceded to stun them with a cattle prod and with a very sharp knife cut their necks.

Severing the neck cut the supply to the brain ensuring rapid blood loss and therefore death.


The dead cadavers were taken over to an old-looking buzz saw, placed on the table and calmly bit by bit each of the limbs, torso, and head was removed and then recut into chunk-sized pieces of meat.


Bobby realised that the camp was a front to get fresh meat to feed the cannibalistic habits of the camp supervisors , at this point full of terror he did something totally against his nature, he began to run, run as fast as his unfit body would let him, he had to get out the camp.


Running, Running Bobby heard a faint eerie creepy chanting behind him.

(Run Little Pig, We puff and puff and when we catch slice you up not even leaving chiny, Chin)


Bobby never made it home but he did make a lovely breakfast, so tender, and sweet.









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