Cannibals are easily agitated. They have a lot of friends-eat mannerisms.
Favourite music of a sushi-loving cannibal: Raw Kin Roll.
Soviet cannibals preferred dining on Germans. Because they were total-eat-Aryans.
How does a cannibal greet his guests?
Knife to eat you!
My niece ate my nephew. Such a little munch-kin!
Yiddish cannibal’s favourite food: Shiksakebob.
Cannibals always tell their kids, “Don’t forget to eat your vital men.”
I moved next door to a cannibal. One day he came over for a bite. “Just being nibble-ly,” he explained.
I went to Korea and became a cannibal, and I’m leaving happy and full of Choi.
Hear about the disgusting native Indian cannibal, who smelled like raw Siouxage?