Luckily, the butcher comes early and slices them open, allowing me to emerge, and due to my unusual resistance to stomach acids, relatively unscathed. However, when I smear you with those acids, you dissolve away...
Seeing as I have a love for acid I take the whole thing with arms open. During my little trip I see you eat yourself, thinking nothing of it due to the LSD. When I come down from the lovely warm waves of my trip I realise that you really did eat yourself What a nasty way to end a trip.