The tall, thin jungle warrior lifted the lid, giving Thompson his last look at the world. There was a blazing fire under the huge iron pot, and the water was already getting warm.
"How you want me cook b'wana? Rare? Medium? Well done?"
"You're quite a jokester!" Thompson growled, then added: "You ugly bastard!"
"Me think well done!" said the warrior, slamming down the lid.
"How you want me cook b'wana? Rare? Medium? Well done?"
"You're quite a jokester!" Thompson growled, then added: "You ugly bastard!"
"Me think well done!" said the warrior, slamming down the lid.
