So I was walking down the street one day. (No pun intended) When all of a sudden, I got the rumblies in my tummy that only hands can satisfy. So I was reading a book and then this guy walks into my house. So I stabbed him 37 times in the chest. Not realizing this kills people, I was clearly in the wrong here, but then I realized I could eat his hands since he won't be needing them anymore. So I cooked them up and ate them. My craving for hands was finally satisfied. :3