« The Last Sausage – a true story»
Peter looked up.
He’d had three sausages already. They were good. He wanted another. It was the last one.
« Do you want this ? »
Tom looked up.
« What ? »
« The sausage. Do you want it ? »
« Of course ! I’ve only had three. »
« Same here. Half each. »
Well, the story ends here. Tom then viciously attacked Peter who, instead of getting his sausage, needed a bandage. Tom was into rampage and pillage, especially where sausages were concerned. Hearing of the domestic rumpus, neighbors called the police and Tom was arrested.
« Name ? »
« Thomas Bacon »
« Then yours is cooked, chum ! »