What if right before you’re about to dig into your dinner, I magically appear on your plate as a pork sausage?

No arms and Legs, just my face, Staring up at you and then arguing with you about your car insurance.

Then saying, “Hey fuck face you gunna eat that? Them taters look good enough to moisturize my tubular peen shaped body with right about now”

Like, how would you feel ?