I hope you don't include me in that plan?
Because I'm not big enough to feed anyone - you need to use fat people instead
Ever since I saw the fact-based film
Alive, I have thought about what I could do
to help fellow plane-crash survivors if cannibalism became necessary, high on a snowy mountain.
I am somewhat cowardly and have a low tolerance for pain, so I'd probably be one of the first to die,
very likely after being pushed out of the plane into the cold by fellow passengers enraged by my whining.
Then my plump self would provide a bountiful harvest of steaks, chops, cutlets and shish kabobs!
I would keep my fellow passengers alive and live forever in their hearts as their guardian angel!
But I'm not volunteering to go just yet.