She weighed 500 pounds and fed on the flesh of elderly people that we captured for her at the Golden Years Convalescent Home. We lured them into traps with pieces of Werther's Butter Toffee. We called her "Mammo", and she was the matriarch of our murderous, cannibal clan. She favored elderly flesh because it was so soft and chewy...like baby flesh but with a hint of "jerky". We'll all miss you Mammo! Yer boys'll do some serious killin' to avenge your untimely demise! Them folks is gonna pay for burnin' you alive in the meat shack! Long live Mammo!
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