Speculator

It was after an encounter with the sharp end of an orthopedist's scalpel that I developed strange primordial urgings. I would go wandering in the middle of the night - to the fridge. There I would seize upon the huge stockpile of individual processed 'cheese food' slices and attack them.Despite the overpowering strength of my uncontrollable urges, such is my spirit of scientific enquiry that I could still pause to ponder as I ripped off the protective Trojan-like plastic around each yellow