Mums are friends, not food.
Posted on 11/10/2009 11:37:23 AM PST by Free ThinkerNY
A cannibal who killed and ate parts of his mother had his sentence reduced by a judge who said 'he needed to eat'.
Sergey Gavrilov secured reduced time in jail after confessing: 'I did not like the meat very much. It was too fatty. But I was so hungry, I had to eat it.'
The 27-year-old was given a lenient prison sentence because the judge said he was starving and needed to eat after spending all his money on vodka and gambling machines.
The Russian man hit his mother Lyubov, 55, over the head with a brick and then strangled her with an electric cable following a row over her refusal to give him her pension money to spend on alcohol.
A court heard how he put her body on the balcony of the family flat near Samara, in southern Russia, and took her allowance before going on a two day drinking and gambling binge.
Returning to the flat, he soon ran out of food and started slicing meat from his mother's body.
'She was frozen, like meat in the freezer,' he told police.
He cooked soup and pasta with meat from his mother's body over a period of more than a month, he said.
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Or Cannibals Anonymous, like we have every week in the basement of my church!
I was surprised it lasted that long.
liberal women are bitter!
Hey, we wouldn’t want to make Matriphage-Americans feel unwelcome, would we?
Who are we to decide what’s “normal” in mother-son relationships, anyway? There are all kinds of families and we just have to learn to be more accepting and open minded, doncha know? Matriphagy is just one more lifestyle choice in the new America. Or Russia.
Mums are friends, not food.
Sergey was mum whenever friends asked him what he had for dinner!
Both the judge and the wacko need to be kept in an institution for the rest of their lives.
Man Stop it, stop it. Stop this cannibalism. Let’s have a sketch about clean, decent human beings.
Undertaker Morning.
Man Good Morning.
Undertaker What can I do for you, squire?
Man Um, well, I wonder if you can help me. You see, my mother has just died.
Undertaker Ah well, we can help you. We deal with stiffs.
Man What?
Undertaker Well, there’s three things we can do with your mum. We can bury her, burn her, or dump her.
Man Dump her?
Undertaker Dump her in the Thames.
Man What?
Undertaker Oh, did you like her?
Man Yes!
Undertaker Oh well, we won’t dump her, then. Well, what do you think? We can bury her or burn her.
Man Well, which do you recommend?
Undertaker Well, they’re both nasty. If we burn her, she gets stuffed in the flames, crackle, crackle, crackle, which is a bit of a shock if she’s not quite dead, but quick. (the audience starts booing) and then we give you handful of ashes, which you can pretend are hers.
Man Oh.
Undertaker Or, if we bury her she gets eaten up lots of weevils, and nasty maggots, (the booing increases) which as I said before is a bit of a shock if she’s not quite dead.
Man I see. Well, she’s definitely dead.
Undertaker Where is she?
Man She’s in this sack.
Undertaker Can I have a look? She looks quite young.
Man Yes, yes, she was.
Increasing protests from audience
Undertaker (calling) Fred!
Fred’s voice Yeah?
Undertaker I think we’ve got an eater.
Man What?
Fred Right, I’ll get the oven on. (goes off)
Man Er, excuse me, um, are you suggesting eating my mother?
Undertaker Er ... Yeah. Not raw. Cooked.
Man What?
Undertaker Yes, roasted with a few french fries, broccoli, horseradish sauce ...
Man Well, I do feel a bit peckish.
Voice From Audience Disgraceful! Boo! (etc.)
Undertaker Great!
Man Can we have some parsnips?
Undertaker (calling) Fred - get some parsnips.
Man I really don’t think I should.
Undertaker Look, tell you what, we’ll eat her, if you feel a bit guilty about it after, we can dig a grave and you can throw up in it.
Well, at least he didn't waste it.
You just cannot make this up...
Is Russian food a fast food?
Slow down, take your time.
But the sentenced was reduced because he needed to eat? Russian judges are no better than ours.
He should get a shot on the Obama’s garden Iron Chef celebrity cookoff.
We keep talking about his mother, but we never hear a word about his father, Stew.
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