He told me he was the human cannibal. I thought he said cannonball. I figured we were going to have a real blast but he took me to dinner instead. It started off alright but there was a creepy vibe in the room. Luckily, I kept my head and ordered salad. It was delicious. We snacked on finger sandwiches while we waited for the main course. By the time I was asked how I wanted my steak cooked I was already full, but my host didn't mind. He just looked across the table with his knife in his hand and flashed a curious grin. I leaned back and gave my full belly a pat. "Well stick a fork in me, I'm done", I said. That's exactly what he did.