The feet. I couldn't get the whole body into the freezer so I had to cut them off. I played with them for a few days but I'm not really sure what to do with them now as they are starting to smell.
But it's not a big problem because I should have a new body soon - all those drunk women returning from office parties and it getting dark at about four in the afternoon. December is traditionally a good month for hunting.
I can hang the meat in the shed and a big christmas dinner for all the family means that I won't shouldn't need the freezer either.
My libido...just when I think I've become sexually restrained, I go and do something best not discussed on a family web-site. This alternative personality, Mr Hyde, comes out and before I know it I'm waking up with an empty wallet and a sore knob. Again. Never mind eh, it's not the worst thing that can happen is it!