I tower above you, you little men down there, I am a goddess and you can worship me all you like, I love the attention but I am hungry and whether you like it or not I will come and eat you. As I address you, informing you of my intentions you nervously become excited in anticipation of becoming my next meal - who will it be ? You or your friend next to you? Regardless, your time will soon come - be ready to feel the warmth of my mouth and beyond, you'll all endure the same journey resulting in digestion in my stomach.