In a misleading manner, a large man with a stocking cap daintily held a limp fry between thumb and index finger, pinky waiving in the wind. The man, talking to his friends, whipped his fry to and fro while the flaccid fry lagged behind. The man consumed the fry in no less than two bites. No ketchup, no mustard, just fried potato meeting its brutal end by tooth induced hemicorporectomy. In a complete departure from his delicate fry eating etiquette, the man picked up half of his cheesesteak. The man’s eyes widened as he sized up sloppy sandwich. Much like a snake, the man seemingly dislocated his jaw and it appeared that he would swallow his victim whole. Just before the entire twelve inch sandwich had entered his mouth, the man’s jaw snapped shut, his teeth severing bread and meat in one jolting movement. The force of his bite sent molten cheese flying into his face, across the table and into the face of his companions as well. Mouth filled to capacity, cheeks bulging in glutinous delight, the man tried, unsuccessfully, to chew and giggle at the same time. His giggle caused a breach in the vacuum of his mouth and a small strip of gray beef slipped out from between his lips. In an attempt to rescue the AWOL meat, the man used his index finger to force the meat back in with its peers. As if to secure the meat in its rightful place, the man somehow managed to fit a straw between his lips and slurped his soft drink. The man chewed laboriously and slowly and eventually his rotund cheeks returned to their natural position, though they were now forming beads of sweat. Only after swallowing his mouthful, did the man attempt to wipe the spattered cheese from his face. Then the man took another bite.
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