Just a few moments ago, I realized it had been quite some time since I'd last eaten. According to Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, eating is somewhat important to me. Ever naive, I wandered innocently into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator door. Naturally, I was expecting my food items to be in their proper places, exactly as they'd been when I'd last set my eyes upon the dimly lit storage unit that holds my meat. BUT NO. Someone, or perhaps, someTHING viciously, mercilessly stole what I had planned on eating! You, BASTARD!
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| - Just a few moments ago, I realized it had been quite some time since I'd last eaten. According to Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, eating is somewhat important to me. Ever naive, I wandered innocently into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator door. Naturally, I was expecting my food items to be in their proper places, exactly as they'd been when I'd last set my eyes upon the dimly lit storage unit that holds my meat. BUT NO. Someone, or perhaps, someTHING viciously, mercilessly stole what I had planned on eating! You, BASTARD!
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| - Just a few moments ago, I realized it had been quite some time since I'd last eaten. According to Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, eating is somewhat important to me. Ever naive, I wandered innocently into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator door. Naturally, I was expecting my food items to be in their proper places, exactly as they'd been when I'd last set my eyes upon the dimly lit storage unit that holds my meat. BUT NO. Someone, or perhaps, someTHING viciously, mercilessly stole what I had planned on eating! You, BASTARD!
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