On a happy day, in a happy town, we find a happy family, not unlike any of the other famies on the block, or in the country, now that The People have rebelled and taken back their sovereignty. A mother who could be the spitting image of Martha Stewart calls out the window, "Boys! Dinners ready!"

"Oh boy, dinner! Let's go!" the oldest boy said as he rushed inside with his brothers. "Honey! Dinner!" the Mom shouted up the stairs to her husband, who answered with a cheerful "Ok!" and an immediate sound of food steps as he happily came down the stairs. "Ohhhh do I smell what I think I smell?" said the father in a friendly excited tone, "Sure is, dear!" Said the mom. "Yeeeaaaaa!!!!" said the boys. "Calm down now dears, if you want to get your favorite!" said their mother. The boys quickly giggled and hushed down. The mother uncovered the cooked meat that had been resting on the counter, it was a large piece, about the size of a big pumpkin. "Roast anti!!!" the boys shouted while grinning, ever since The People of The Liberation arose all Freedom Violators have been penned up in cattle grounds to be used as meat, their stupid fat soyjack faces soygaping the whole time and yelling about "pedophiles". "Mmmm mmm, looks delicious babe!" said the father. "Ok kids let's say our prayers before we eat, mind if I leas tonight?" "Of course dad! I like when you pray!" said be youngest brother. So the father lowered his head, and folded his hands, and said, "We thank you, Satan, for all that you have given us in our unending and tireless battle against the forces of evil. When we were low, you rose us up, when we were afraid you gave us courage, thankyou Satan for all you have done for us, and for protecting this family from wickedness. Amen." "AMEN!" said the boys loudly will broad, joyful smiles. The family ate well that night, and at the end of the meal they took the antis fat bearded face which had been resting on the counter, and gave it to the dog as a treat.