People in my neighborhood used to come over and complain about the noise level early in the morning. Finally I decided to show them why they heard so much commotion. Needless to say, they didn't survive.
I made some human summer sausage out of them that the rest of the crew really enjoys when placed on stone ground wheat crackers with a touch of cream cheese caviar smeared on top.
Just because I eat human flesh doesn't mean I'm not allowed to have exquisite tastes.