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Killed by a Human

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"What is this?" said a human. "It looks like they have changed the packaging on Killed by a Human. I don't like change. I liked it better the old way."

"I don't see the big deal," said a human. "They have simply updated the font on the label and the cap is a slightly different color. What is your specific complaint?"

"I don't know. I have never seen it before."

"Sap."



And someone killed someone.
 
What if they had giant cemeteries like vending machines the size of parking garages and you could drive in and park in front of a window the size of an upright human. Through a remote keypad, you could display various bodies of people who were killed by a human. You could scroll through them and find the ones you like best. It could be people you knew from when they were alive and you want to pay your respects; it could be people you hated and you want to curse them out or laugh at them; it could just be corpses you like the look of.

Each individual uses their own criteria for whom they save as favorites.

Perhaps there could be an option for premium customers who are willing to pay extra to place advanced orders to have selected corpses dressed up in special ways.

"Yes, my account number is EJ10954 and I am coming in tomorrow at 2:30 pm and I would like to order the Little Bo Peep package for corpse K8."

"Yes sir, may I have your password please?"

And you would give them your password.

They would would have credit/debit card options.
 
Sometimes I imagine a very special natural wonder called Killed By a Human Echo Canyon where you go and holler random things and it goes like this:



:okpeople: Hello!

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN



:okpeople: How are you!

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN



:okpeople: I want to rub your cunt!

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN

KILLED BY A HUMAN



and so on
 
The true meaning of Killed By a Human will not be obvious to everyone. I remember the moment I first understood. I was 8 years-old, sitting in front of the Killed By a Human tree. I unwrapped that brightly colored box to find the severed head of a hobo lying in a congealed blood.

"Oh daddy, this is the best Killed By a Human ever!"