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You lift the beast’s gigantic paw over your head and shimmy your way into the tiger’s warm embrace. It’s only a few moments before you are fast asleep as well.
You are awoken by the sound of a truck backing up, but not just any truck, it’s the shipment of expired meat that your staff sources from the local Wal-Mart. The tiger’s Pavlovian response triggers and a feeding frenzy ensues. You don’t feel a thing but the next thing you see is the f*#$ing tiger walking off with your severed right foot.
