The strong sausage was bullying the weak one again.
‘Leaks! You’ve got a body made of leaks! What are you? A vegetable? You don’t deserve the name of sausage!”
The weak leek sausage wilted like a week-old lettuce under this fierce onslaught –
He thought about the time before Beefy arrived in the fridge.
But, that was days ago – when would Beefy get eaten, or go out of date and be thrown.
Best Before… ha!
Leak Sausage knew that he was a long-life creation; Beefy’s days were numbered.
And Leak Sausage knew that it was very unlikely that he would be eaten anytime soon – Beefy was right on one level.