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...them and eat two of them at each meal. I then felt tired, and full from my meal, so I laid down and went to sleep. The next morning I awoke and got right to my morning chores, so I got my sheep and brought them outside. I remembered to close the boulder over, so the men could not escape. I swiftly got through my tasks of tending the sheep, picking the grapes, and cutting down the weeds. After I had worked up a good appetite and was hungry for more humans, I went back to my cave, closed the door to the cave and ate two more of the ninny human. Before I had a chance to go to sleep, the leader rudely interrupted me. He said in a jovial voice, “O mighty Cyclopes please take some of our wine that we have prepared for you. I promise you that you will enjoy it.” I took the bowl out of his hands and quaffed the drink within seconded. It was so good, that I demanded more. “Why thank you human. What is your name, so that I can give you a gift in return for yours?” He replied, “I am Nohbdy.” What a strange name…I thought to myself. “Well in that case Nohbdy, you will be privileged to get eaten last.” I said sarcastically. After several more helpings, I was extremely drunk. Within minutes I had pasted out cold on the ground. I don’t know what happened next, but I was awaken with a sharp, and burning pain in my eye. I screamed in agony, and called for my fellow Cyclops to come to my rescue. But when I told them that Nohbdy had hurt me, they simply just walked away like nothing had happened. I was forced to wait until morning with the unbearable pain where my eye was. ...