Before the journey I have to eat, I can't imagine a long journey without eating a filling meal. I have prepared something for myself, HUMAN DELICACIES. Locked in a glass test tube, they are waiting fearfully to be devoured. I devour the first one with great joy, it quickly falls into my (still empty) stomach. Each one produces so much phlegm in my throat that I spit it out the window.
I pour the drink on my belly, and pice of my meal, makes sounds, I order it to make even more sounds. The next one is devoured just as quickly, followed by the others. When the first and the second reach...

Before the journey I have to eat, I can't imagine a long journey without eating a filling meal. I have prepared something for myself, HUMAN DELICACIES. Locked in a glass test tube, they are waiting fearfully to be devoured. I devour the first one with great joy, it quickly falls into my (still empty) stomach. Each one produces so much phlegm in my throat that I spit it out the window.
I pour the drink on my belly, and pice of my meal, makes sounds, I order it to make even more sounds. The next one is devoured just as quickly, followed by the others. When the first and the second reach the large intestine, I LET GO OF A FOUL FART. It is a fart created from their bodies. I am greedy and uncouth, I pour them all into my mouth, and I swallow, I start to cough, it is a huge dose of food. They do not manage to outsmart me, they do not manage to get out. Everyone is digested by my stomach, time to hit the road.