After tasting this first bit of young flesh, Biggs was anxious for more. He prowled through the few alleys in town searching and searching but to no avail. After a few hours of combing the same alleys over and over, Biggs became tired and decided it was time for what the scientists called "nappy time" or "sleepy sleeps". He laid his largeness down on the cold concrete, closed his eyes and began to dream of large women.
His dreams soon took a bizarre turn, though, as the women became smaller and smaller and grew younger and younger. It would seem that Biggs' sexual appetite and his appetite for food had an interesting relationship. The dinner that had been Clem Grover had been so young and tasty that Biggs now desired the same thing to fulfill his sexual needs (this would explain the time the scientists found Biggs making love to a grapefruit). Upon waking up the next morning, Biggs was compelled by a force unknown to him to seek out......the high school.
McGoohan Senior High was located two blocks away from Biggs' makeshift sleeping quarters so it didn't take him long to find it. Lunchtime had just begun and this suited the large one just fine. His trusty nose led him to the cafeteria and as he looked for a seat, the students began to take notice of him. Scanning the room for a seat and a snack, his eyes locked upon her. She was sitting in the freshman section and had yet to notice him which would explain why she was still smiling. Biggs wasted no time introducing himself in his rather crude manner.
"Biggs like!", he bellowed as he grabbed her shoulder.
Thinking it was just Johnny McGurk playing another trick on her, she turned around to be greeted by Biggs' drooling mouth and leering stare. Her scream hurt Biggs' sensitive ears and made him angry (Warning: if you ever do come across the Biggs, do yourself a favor and don't make him angry). Biggs roughly removed the young girl from her seat and carried her away with him.
The kind, good-hearted folks of Szathkeyville, Ohio were frightened. They had found the remains of Clem Grover and heard the story of little Cait Costello's abduction. Mayor Patel called a town meeting that night and the kind, good-hearted folks of Szathkeyville formed the Committee Against Large Men Eating Our Children (CALMEOC). This name was their second choice, however. The first choice was the Committee for the Liberation and Integration of Terrifying Organisms and their Rehabilitation Into Society (CLITORIS). You can probably understand why the kind, good-hearted folks of Szathkeyville went with the second choice.
This committee, armed with petitions and ready to sing a song at
any moment, meant business. Their first line of attack was a brutal
leaflet campaign that literally blew up in their face when Mr.
Guttenberg's Xerox machine overheated. Their backup plan was slightly
more successful: the recording of a rock song in the tradition of "We Are
The World" entitled "Grimace in Our Midst".......
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"T H E S A G A T H A T I S B I G G S "